Over the years I have lost many friends as my interests change and my limitations grew. Never have I lost a friend through disagreements . Some move away others are not on the same wavelength anymore and lifestyles change and time is such an important factor...our own patterns of life create new and keep old friends.
When illnesses occur especially chronic time becomes valuable and keeping up with people not so prevalant in ones life is less important.
Long term friends however usually balance out changes well and adapt to their changing lifestyles.
I don't have huge amounts of friends and am very loyal.
Lots of changes recently in a good friends life and my own means that a catch up once every few months is now the norm but we are still great company.
Another very close friend lives the other side of the country and my visits had dwindled due to my health....she now treats us to a girlie weekend at least once a year....as we have been friends for over 30years and are both so rubbish at keeping in regular touch.
Another friend comes every week for tea.
These are patterns forming.
But when a friendship breaks down it is quite devastating.
For 19 years I have been friends with jean she is a very young at heart lady and although a number of years older we had what I thought was a good friendship.
We have always been in contact at least once a month if not more.
When I look back over these years I know I have been friends with someone who was always in it for herself.
We went out so that I would drive...I would take her somewhere nice for a birthday lunch....on my birthdayit would be left for me to choose (as its your birthday....she would say.)
Once we were going out for the day....with some other friends I was 5 min late and they went without my....oh I thought you didn't want to come....she said. Even though I had been excited about it the night before on the phone.(I know it was a punishment for being late.
She was constantly checking her watch when we were out and had to keep to a rigid time. Which I put down to part of her personality. When I phoned and it had been a while she would be curt with me.....the last time I was told off....oh I thought you would phone eventually. It apparently was my turn but I had forgotten and the time went on...fearing she might be I'll and that's why I hadn't heard I called her.
When she greets me she opens her arms stepping back so I have to hug her....like she of course deserves.
I must admit looking back over all the years I have always tried to please her and hoped she would be the same for me.
Recently ...well 3 years ago....the pain management programme offered me therapy CBT.
I learned how from a child I had learned to look after and please....working through a lot of this which was very up and down ...I learned that you cannot change people and was taught how not to become victim and recognise I have needs too. One relationship....my mother...took a hammering but things are coming good.
I have learnt to make mistakes and move on.....and to stand up for myself asking is this reasonable or unreasonable behaviour they are giving.
My daughter has seen a new mum and often tells me I wasa pushover in her childhood....we are good now too.
But back to jean....last time she contacted me....she asked if I would like a day out locally .....I was thrilled it was so spontaneous....ah sorry I have a hospital appointment but can go any other day. Oh she says.....that's a shame my son is staying in this village overnight with his girlfriend......and I thought we could drive together....erm how do you get there?
Phtut so thats why she wanted me.
The time before that it was my turn and I invited her for homemade soup and bring your knitting.
So it became my turn again.. I did not want to be pulled in to the turns to phone thing and I was cross for asking me out for her benefit.
So I put it to the back of my mind and carried on with life.....then I was ill. Really poorly.
I have been for nearly 2 months....I have not been in touch with anyone.. lots of my friends have found out I was ill. Sent me flowers ...text....emailed.
Yesterday jean put a book through my mothers letterbox...one that she had borrowed months ago from me. At first my mother had no idea who it was from or why. Then that evening jean phoned my mum and explained she was passing so thought she would put it through for her to give me as she hadn't heard for so long she thought I probably didn't want to bother..........
........bother what?
I dnt understand it .....am I now to blame.....we are not in a relationship.....we are not breaking up. 19 years and she thinks I don't want to bother. 19 years of being at her beck and call.
I used to wonder why she never seemed to have other friends....and her sons are mostly estranged .
She blamed their partners.
So here I am not well....and faced with do I call her or not?
I feel very vulnerable at the moment and don't want to be manipulated into victim again.
My therapy has ended so would like some advice.
Medz
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