Friday I told a very dear friend of mine that I didn’t want to deal with her for a while.
I’ve been exerting every resource I have for so long to try to help her that I had looked up and realised that I didn’t have a life anymore. Worse, I didn’t really seem to be helping. Fundamental issues remained unresolved and I was finally just at a loss for what to do. I was mentally, physically, financially, and emotionally exhausted and I need time to recover.
I was hoping removing myself from the picture would compel her to get help from people more able than myself. Her parents. The state. Another friend, supposing she has any left. Unfortunately, that doesn’t seem to be happening, and though it’s calm right now, I don’t feel it can stay that way for long.