Thought I’d stick my 5 eggs in as I have RTFT and it’s made me very sad…..
Firstly OP you sound lovely and your friendship model follows my own - reciprocal rather than transactional depending on the ebb and flow of life. Your DH sounds as though he has a quite black and white mentality and in your position I’d just stop mentioning your friend and any plans you have with her for a quiet life if this is just one thing that’s a problem overall.
After a series of unfortunate events starting with being suddenly widowed at 53 after 11 years together, I am now in Janes position - keeping a business on life support while it’s not keeping me - which I’m trying to address but ye Gods the world is complicated and I’m depressed and bereft - though waiting for counselling as PTSD and complicated grief is of course just a problem to solve….
I have a few close and good friends who have supported me in many ways, including occasional paid for excursions and meals because I’m in debt that is spiralling out of control - yes I’m addressing that too….
Oh I sound very poor me, but the point I’m really trying to make is that I accept very few invitations to socialise precisely because of the judgement I place on myself and the fear that I am a charity case …. In happier times I have helped out friends where I could just because it felt right, not out of a need for recognition or public thanks, just because the person concerned was important to me. My friends tell me they want my company but I feel like a burden and hide my feelings because “fake it till you make it” and other toxic positivity bollocks.
After my DP died, because he had a wide social circle I spent months feeling obliged to put out gratitude posts tagging people because some went above and beyond, and others meant well.
I feel terminally indebted and as though I deserve nothing until I’ve paid my debts. I’ve tried not socialising at all - yeah, mentally that means I’m highly anxious in all social settings and overwhelmed by guilt - life and sodding soul of the party I am….
There are people posting on here so devoid of empathy they could be robots. Fortunately my suicidal ideation is passive, but if it wasn’t some of the posts on here, that resonate (although I know it’s not “all about me”) might push me further into the void.
The world and its economy are fucked, and people are judging a woman for accepting kindness from her friends- not asking, graciously accepting. Fuck me, what have we become?
I mean the bottom line seems to be that poor people can exist, as long as they don’t actually live, just survive in a state of constant shame and humiliation. Yeah, welcome to my world - fucked at 54 and not for the first time. I’m still yanking on the old bootstraps, but the boots were pretty shabby to start with, and repairs cost money….
Heartened a bit by the empathetic posts - those who know from bitter experience or can imagine that there but for the grace of God etc…. But it’s nothing to do with God, it’s a broken financial system riddled with greed and corruption….. and we’re all playing along because if we all just raise our vibration or something….
Anyway OP sorry for the rant - but the world needs people like you ….. and I offer you an unMumsnetty hug x