Hi everyone
Firstly - this will probably be a long post as I have a tendency to go on and on so thanks in advance to those who read it! Also trigger warning for self harm.
As the title says - I’m really struggling and my mental health is plummeting. Let me give you some context first…
I care for my best friend. We have known each other for 25+ years. We have spent a lot of our lives being single at the same time so ended up being each other’s 'partner in crime and in a lot of ways filled the gap of not having a partner eg we have travelled lots together, days out, we’ve been each other’s plus one at weddings, she taught me to drive, I painted her bathroom etc etc.
So when she had to move house quickly because of an issue with the neighbours it was obvious that she would move in with me while she sorted things out. We had lived together once before at university and thought it would be okay. Plus I appreciated the help to pay my rent. And mostly it was, although it was a big adjustment for us both to be living with someone else as we were both independent people and she hates where I live - I’m in the middle of a busy, noisy town and she finds that hard work to be around.
Then covid hit. So suddenly her plans to move house were stalled. And then a few months later her ongoing bad back was diagnosed as fibromyalgia and her health quickly deteriorated. She now struggles to drive, walk very far, lift a plate, wash her hair etc. And she’s my best friend so of course I am happy to look after her and give her the support she needs.
But I’m struggling. She has a REALLY bad temper and she keeps taking it out on me. I totally understand it’s the frustrations of her condition and panic about the future and grief for what she has lost but it’s pretty bad. I keep suggesting she speaks to someone but so far she’s not willing to do that. She feels she is entitled to be angry because of what has happened - I don’t disagree but I wish it wasn’t aimed at me so frequently. And although I try really hard not to spark an argument and just be supportive, we argue practically every day and have a huge, horrible argument at least once a week. I cry every day. I want to be a good friend but feel like I keep getting it wrong.
She keeps shouting that no-one understands how awful her life is now - but as it stands today my life has completely changed too. I used to have a job where I was out all day every day, but I now work from home so I can support her more. During covid it worked because I preferred to work from home to stay safe, but now I’m missing my old life. I used to be in a theatre group and a choir and we used to both go to dance lessons together - I can’t do any of that now. I don’t see any of my friends any more. There are no holidays or trips planned because we would have done those together and although I could go on my own, I feel isolated and my mental health is poor. I have self-harmed a couple of times (only superficially) and I’ve accessed some free counselling but to be honest that’s not helped very much. I can’t do anything without making sure she is okay first - and that’s fine - I really do want to be there for her - but she doesn’t make that very easy.
Easter is around the corner and so I’m planning to visit my family, I haven’t seen them in months. However that means leaving her alone. I’m so torn - I feel terrible leaving her to have a horrid and difficult few days but meanwhile my family are pestering me to visit longer etc. Although they know my situation they aren’t very sympathetic to it all and if anything, are frustrated that I’ve ended up in this role. I’ve tried to make plans to try and help her survive - work out meals, arrange for someone to come over etc - but she’s angry and upset that she is facing such an awful weekend. So part of me thinks I should stay at home, but then I’m letting my family down including my dad who has just had to have an emergency heart operation and I’ve desperate to see him.
We are trying to move to the countryside - financially I’m in a bit of a mess so the plan was always that if she got a house I would move in there and help her try and get back on her feet, while I save a some money to finally get my own house deposit. In theory that means we’re helping each other so that’s all good. And once we are living somewhere she feels safe and happy in that will help me be able to leave the house. But at the moment that is still some time away.
Anyway that’s it in a nutshell. This is definitely not what I thought my life would be at 45. I feel so sad about what has happened to my friend and I miss who she was. And I know that sounds so selfish - it’s way worse for her. I totally understand why she feels angry and frustrated. I just don’t know where we go from here.
Thanks again to anyone who read through this