My apologies for a rant.
I feel really angry. My isolated friend's phone is now back working. It's been seven months and the phone hadn't been working. He must have not paid a bill and the company cut him off. So he had seven months of a breakdown and now he must be getting back on his feet. We aren't talking. I'm sure most of the you know my story about my isolated friend.
It angers me that the only person who has been visiting him is his dad. He hasn't spoken to his mum in the seven months and she hasn't bothered to visit him or help him. His parents are the only two who have contact with him, who can reach him. Where there's me, who writes a letter every once in a while.
This is the longest time he has had a breakdown. It's good that his phone is back on working. What's it gonna take for the next time? My friend committing suicide??
Where is the help from the mental health services? I'm really concerned for the next time. It's not a question of when? It's a question of how? My friend suffers with isolation very bad and severe. To have his phone cut off for seven months is bad and severe. I'm really concerned for his wellbeing in the future.
There's me, I feel incredibly guilty. I'm about to start my new job in three weeks. I feel excited about the future. I feel guilty when my friend has been suffering. I must be a crap friend because my friend was suffering. I wasn't there. Even if he wouldn't let me, I still should have been there.
Where the hell is the care in the world?