I used to live in the flat next door to her, I suppose we became friends - she invited me over for coffee when I first moved in, and I then invited her back. We did quite a few coffees. She had a cat that I would feed for her when she went away.
I was just being friendly really, she was very pleasent and I’m always happy to pass the time of day with people and help them out if they ask.
I moved to a different flat around a year ago and during lockdown she contacted me asking if I wanted to meet for a walk (when we were allowed). I said sure.
On our second walk, she opens up about self harming and tells me she has been doing this. It was quite a shock to hear but I listened and was kind. I suggested some support services. A week later she texts me saying she is in crisis, can I take her to A&E, so of course I do. I went to pick her up a day later and took her home, she told me her ex had died by suicide and she had been having suicidal thoughts. She’s really depressed but felt dismissed by the doctors at the hospital who she felt hadn’t taken her seriously.
There have since been other scenarious where she’s cried out to me for help, I’ve gone over or phoned, and we’ve ended up having some really ‘big’ conversations. I’ve found myself in this friendship where it’s clear I am her only supportive person. She has no family in the country, and no other friends.
I don’t want to be a horrible “fair weather friend”, but at the same time, this is really exhausting for me and more than I ever really bargained for, I was just trying to be neighbourly, but at some point a boundary was crossed unawares to me at the time. I now feel like I’m getting into a situation where the more I speak to her, the more she relies on me, and I’m bound to let her down eventually. She talks about how everybody in her life has let her down and turned their back on her and how traumatic this has been. I can see how that could happen because she’s so intense, and I feel a bit trapped because I don’t want to add to that pain by backing away.
I know I sound really selfish, but I feel like a one-woman helpline! I’ve been awake since 5 because she’s on my mind.
Help?