The nature of my job and my age makes these words even more important. I grow weary of hearing of my dear friends passing.
The nature of my job and my age makes these words even more important. I grow weary of hearing of my dear friends passing.
I just got an email from an old friend that I pretty much cut off communication with seven years ago. The guy just wouldn't help himself and I realized I was just enabling him. I told him to just leave me alone. We'd been friends since kindergarten.
Since then I've kept tabs on him through other friends. Seems he's had even more serious medical problems (stemming from not taking care of himself). I suspected he had a self-inflicted form of Münchausen syndrome. He'd end up in the hospital, everyone would run to his rescue, he'd get attention, then once it wore off he'd do it again. His main thing was not taking his diabetes meds. Toss in the occasionally suicide threat to boot. Last I heard he was in a wheelchair and had suffered a stroke. I think he actually suffered some brain damage as well.
I'm going to think about replying. Not sure if I want to get dragged down this path again. I've got a family now and just don't have time for so much drama.
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