Or: The Return of the Evil Best Friend Who Ruined My Life
So, as some of you may or may not remember, I used to make threads from time to time about a certain FEmale in my life, whom I referred to as the Evil Best Friend Who Ruined My Life (EBFWRML). I was madly in love with her, and she was "in love" with me, too, but in a "platonic" sense, which mostly meant she told me all the time how great and awesome I was and how she was never going to have sex with me. The EBFWRML's presence ruined my first two romantic relationships, and you all thought I was pretty dumb for not demanding that she either **** me or **** off.
Anywho, for various reasons, she and I stopped being friends about three years ago.
Then, just before Christmas last year, her 50ish mother had a massive, sudden heart attack and died. I went to the funeral, because I'm not a total bastard, and after that we started talking a bit.
Recently, however, her perennial depression has reared its ugly head again. Our ability to support each other during our various depressive episodes was one of the really big parts of our friendship back in the day, and because of that she's reaching out to me now.
But she's more depressed than she's ever been before. She has no money, no mother, no friends, no job, no where to live except her father's house, no way to get out of her massive college loans, and no prospects for her life. Her mental state has gotten so bad, in fact, that she's trying to convince her family to let her kill herself, and she voluntarily committed herself for a few days, where she was (finally) diagnosed bipolar type II and prescribed lithium.
So the question is, should I be there for her? I'm living happily with my girlfriend and I'm in no desperate need of friends, but I can't deny that I still care a great deal for the EBFWRML. Although she has told me not to repeatedly, I will feel a great deal of guilt if she does in fact kill herself. And yet if I do let her back into my life (which, obviously, is no guarantee that she won't end it all anyway), history shows that I will seriously mother****ing **** things up.
So, as some of you may or may not remember, I used to make threads from time to time about a certain FEmale in my life, whom I referred to as the Evil Best Friend Who Ruined My Life (EBFWRML). I was madly in love with her, and she was "in love" with me, too, but in a "platonic" sense, which mostly meant she told me all the time how great and awesome I was and how she was never going to have sex with me. The EBFWRML's presence ruined my first two romantic relationships, and you all thought I was pretty dumb for not demanding that she either **** me or **** off.
Anywho, for various reasons, she and I stopped being friends about three years ago.
Then, just before Christmas last year, her 50ish mother had a massive, sudden heart attack and died. I went to the funeral, because I'm not a total bastard, and after that we started talking a bit.
Recently, however, her perennial depression has reared its ugly head again. Our ability to support each other during our various depressive episodes was one of the really big parts of our friendship back in the day, and because of that she's reaching out to me now.
But she's more depressed than she's ever been before. She has no money, no mother, no friends, no job, no where to live except her father's house, no way to get out of her massive college loans, and no prospects for her life. Her mental state has gotten so bad, in fact, that she's trying to convince her family to let her kill herself, and she voluntarily committed herself for a few days, where she was (finally) diagnosed bipolar type II and prescribed lithium.
So the question is, should I be there for her? I'm living happily with my girlfriend and I'm in no desperate need of friends, but I can't deny that I still care a great deal for the EBFWRML. Although she has told me not to repeatedly, I will feel a great deal of guilt if she does in fact kill herself. And yet if I do let her back into my life (which, obviously, is no guarantee that she won't end it all anyway), history shows that I will seriously mother****ing **** things up.
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