How ya’ going? I saw an old friend today. He has always been struggling with mental health issues. I love the bloke, I dunno’, maybe from proximity around mutual mates. He just seems like someone I’d always look out for.
However, he struggles with a lot of substance abuse, and mental health issues. I’ve seen him through his ups and downs. Tried to help wherever I can, too. Yet, he keeps falling off the wagon back to his old habits.
Lately it has been concerning me. He has delusions of grandeur and irrational thoughts quite often. Today, after not seeing him for a few months, he tells me he has two hearts. He frantically directs me to feel his right side of his chest, to verify his claim…
…I’m crossed between confronting him with the truth whilst he is in his delusional state, or outright dismissing what he is saying. This isn’t the first time. He has explained to me many different delusional scenarios ranging from hitmen hired to kill him and connections with famous celebrities.
I’m at a loss. I don’t want to handle these issues with him, as they take so much of my time. Yet, I feel he has hardly anyone to turn to. His substance abuse has segregated him from his parents, for the most part. They fund him, yet don’t have the emotional connection. Most of his mates are unhelpful.
I feel I’m left with the option of helping him through this or calling it quits and moving on. The latter seems more appropriate given his recent actions and prioritization of old habits over new commitments. Why do I feel the need to assist? In many cases like these, it is out of my control. The odds are stacked against me, and negatively impact me – both emotionally and spiritually.
My ties are close with him. It is a tough conundrum I’m in. I’m attempting to move on with my life… Like we often say, we can’t help someone unless they want to be helped. Furthermore, it isn’t worth assisting in another’s problem if they don’t even see it in the first place.
Perhaps I’ll sit on the sidelines for a few more months, keeping in touch digitally and checking in from time to time. I hope someone can relate to this in any way… It has been an interesting day, somewhat unexpected. Reach out to me if you have advice.
Anyway, I’m not looking forward to work tomorrow. Nor am I looking forward to Friday, as it will be my grandmother’s funeral. I will strive to hopefully find silver linings in some way whilst being there for my family.
Here’s a some Melbourne Punk. Yeah, righto’, enjoy ya’ day: