S and I were best friends from age 16. She was chief BM when I was married at 25, I was chief BM (v heavily pregnant with DD) when she was married at 28. Between the time we got married we started to slowly drift apart because I have a mad career which requires my soul long hours inc nights and weekends. Plus she likes going out and getting hammered whereas I have always hated it. I could cope with it in uni but once I started work it wasn't easy to go out all the time on a bender. This pissed her off no end.
Anyway so I had severe untreated PND after DD (2.5) was born and my days were filled with trying to deal with that, high needs baby and caring for my terminally ill mother. I tried meeting S a few times but she didn't really seem interested because it didnt involve alcohol. One day I'd invited her round for a cuppa/gossip and she just didn't turn up.
Then my mum died just as DD turned one. S didn't bother to contact me much after that, didn't ask about the funeral etc (if it was me, I would have gone to my best friend's mum's funeral). That really upset me. She started texting me apologising and was trying to arrange to see me but I was in such a dark place withe the PND and grieving for my mum I couldn't cope with dealing with her.
I've finally had treatment for my depression and feel after 2 long years that I was normal. I saw yesterday a mutual school friend was getting married (I've not seen him for years as he moved away) but S kept in touch as she dated him. Anyway so I text her briefly saying to pass my love on and she mentioned meeting up which I think I will. She was mentioning another friend of ourse wasn't going as he has lost touch with everyone due to a new relationship and she was being rather nasty about it and it seemed like she was perhaps indirectly speaking about me. She hasn't a clue about how severely unwell I've been and I guess to her, it seems like I have binned her off. I feel so incredibly guilty about it now that I'm well again, at the time I was so bloody ill (suicidal) and it took all my energy to just focus on getting better/trying to salvage a bond with my poor baby.
I don't really know what the point of this thread is. I guess I'm just sad. Maybe it's just one of those things about friendships, they do drift apart if you don't work at them. I miss her. I'm still angry she didn't bother to be there for me after mum died. I'm angry as soon as I started being boring and not going out all the time she gave me grief. Even on her hen do when I was 34 weeks pregnant and had to start mat leave early due to severe SPD she got upset with me because I wouldnt stay out after the meal to go out on the town.
Anyway, flame away.