I am 5m pp and believe I currently have PND. It’s definitely postpartum anxiety but unsure if it crosses into PND. I have a history with mental health issues but I have always appeared on the outside as bubbly / energetic / have it all together (stable relationship, own house, good job, no issues etc) but this is because I mask well. My close friend, Jen, knows about my MH struggles a bit more but has big ones of her own and these tend to dominate.
Jen broke off a relationship with Dave who was a great, honest, loyal and attractive guy because she got bored. She cheated on him a few times and he’d take her back but then be surprised that the relationship would change, ie he got a bit lazier. She left him and has had a string of unsuccessful relationships where she moves into their house within a week or so and they become too close very quick. They’re always successful and wealthy men. A year ago, she was down after another failed relationship and met Tom. Tom is divorced (we’re only 30) and a controlling, abusive prick. I realised he was a narcissist very quickly (I had to have extensive therapy from dating one and now feel always on high alert). I was there for her, I would answer the phone in the middle of the night to her crying despite being exhausted with a newborn, I’d offer advice, I’d message him on her request to prove to him she isn’t lying and that she was with me etc.
They finally broke up, I told her he’s awful, a narcissist etc. I had to be entirely honest but said I’d always be there for her. Then he came back hoovering her up, and they’re back together. Again she’s back in tears as Christmas was bad. She was meant to come home to where I live for Christmas but she went with him. She’s now come back for one night to her parents house near me. She wants to see me today before she goes back (I’m Home Counties, she’s London city, so not exactly far and I work next to her office so we usually see eachother when I’m working!) but I’m exhausted. I don’t want a conversation about how much of a dick he is, I don’t want to be consumed by the anxiety I feel about it or the desire to help. I just want to rest after another awful night’s sleep.
So AIBU to say no or is it bad if I do? She sprung this on me yesterday.