Who knew people who are having issues with mental Health are so arrogant? No seriously, who knew?
I’m going to call him Fred, I’ve never met a Fred so I’m calling him that. Fred needs a lot of help, I’m doing my best to be patient and point him in the right direction. I want to slam my head in a door at this point. If I hear ‘I’m not going to kill myself over this…’ one more damn time….
See Fred just discovered mental illness. Fred has decided that he thinks the sentence “I’m not suicidal but…” is normal. I’m not one for normal but c’mon man! Damn you listen to me!
I’ve given all my links, phone numbers and even called for a well check up for him. Hands up, I’ve got nothing else. I continue to listen and be gentle but damn it man, fuck. I can only stay up for so many nights in a row.
Who knew people were this much trouble? No seriously, who knew?
Filed under: Bipolar Disorder, Friends, Health, life, Mental Health Tagged: blogging, friends, fuck this, health, life, needy
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