I m sitting here demolishing a bottle of red wine after work due to my hopelessness and irritation with my friend.
She's depressed and been prescribed anti depressants by her GP but she refuses to take them saying the voices in her head won't let her. These voices have been insulting to me saying I m ugly and stuff (she tells me). I tried to say they are not real and taking the tablets will help but tonight I gave her a lift home and she was screaming at me that she hated her house and would rather live on the streets.
I m tired and needed to get home and get to the shop before it shut for milk and cat Food. She even ended up shouting at me that my cat is more important than my friends.
She just messaged me saying sorry. This happens 3 times a week approximately
Aibu to be done with it and really need my own space?
I have tried really hard to help for months now.