So, nearly 40 years ago, as a late teen, I became really close friends with Tom. We spent a couple years chaotically charging around, not a couple but great friends, seeing bands, parties etc. The friendship dwindled naturally when I went off to University and then met my ExH, and although I saw Tom a handful of times, I never returned to live at home and we drifted apart.
About a year ago, in an idle moment, I found Tom on Facebook and we got in touch. He was delighted, telling me all about his sister ( who I knew of course too), his mum and that he was soooo busy. Could we Skype?
Now I loathe Skype, and we only live about an hour or so apart, so I said let's just meet up. It didn't happen: he was busy working, going abroad, whatever.
Time passed, and we chatted a bit more and finally agreed to meet up today. I'd seen a couple of snaps of Tom on Facebook, so I knew he was very thin and looked a bit fragile. He was never a big chap so thought nothing of it.
Well, we met today, and oh dear, things have really not worked out for him. He's been quite ill, which he hadn't mentioned - why should he - and the illness has ravaged his face. He was waiting for me at the restaurant he'd booked, and I think was looking to see my reaction: and I couldn't help it, I did do a double take.
It was great talking to him and in many ways the years just rolled back. But his life has not been happy: no serious relationship for maybe 20 years - he said he'd just reconciled himself to be celibate and didn't think about sex any more; he lost his job when he was ill and hasn't worked for five years; he lives in a tiny flat, borrows his mum's car, and I think gets by on hand outs from his comfortably off mum and well-heeled sister. After lunch (one course) he tried to persuade me not to have a cup of tea, and when the bill came he didn't have enough to pay his half - I didn't mind of course, but I could see he was embarrassed, as he did want to pay his way.
My life has had some big ups and downs but I work, am prosperous and in reasonable health. I have a lovely DH and a lovely DS.
I just feel so desperately sad to see my lovely, witty, loyal mate somehow shrunken and defeated. This isn't really an AIBU : but just wishing I didn't feel quite so useless.