N/C for this one!
She's been my best friend since school, and even though both of us had moved around the country and our lives had taken different directions, we still kept in touch regularly and were very close.
For the past three years we have been living back in our hometown but she works full-time and lives with her parents and I am a lone parent who gave up work when DD needed ongoing hospital treatment so we usually see each other once a week or so for a quick catch-up.
Since she was about 18, I noticed her behaviour was unpredictable and erratic - she had started going out clubbing and drinking, putting herself in dangerous situations where she was so drunk she didn't know what was going on, flirting and kissing other men in clubs even though she had a long-term relationship. About a year later, things got a lot worse when her boyfriend broke up with her and she would phone me almost every night crying about 4am telling me she was going to kill herself or she was so drunk that she didn't even know where she was and a couple of times I had to go out and find her, or at least try and get a taxi sent to the street name she was at.
Months later, it was worse and she would have one or two night-stands every week and not use any protection. She contracted chlamidya around 7 or 8 times, I went with her to all her appointments to support her but she felt terrible about it. She came around to my house every weekend and told me about the events the night before and how guilty and ashamed she felt. I begged her to stop going out and drinking as she always regretted it and she was on a self-destructive path and she agreed but then next weekend she was out again, calling me in the early hours of the morning crying or telling me she was lost.
ThenI became pregnant and moved away. During this time, she briefly took some powerful drugs (thankfully she never did it again, she said they made her feel awful), moved around the country a couple of times, still rung me every weekend and eventually moved back to her hometown. I followed about a year later.
When I moved back, she did seem to get better. She eventually cut off a toxic friend who controlled and constantly belittled her, she stopped drinking as much, got a steady job and a boyfriend. I became a single parent, suffering from post-natal depression and anxiety attacks every day.
Despite struggling myself, I was still there for my friend and when she started to slip again, I still tried to help her - she went onto anti-depressants, I offered to help her with doctors appointments if she needed it, gave her the number of my counselling service, tried tough love - I felt like I tried everything :(
Anyway, my wonderful DD is now 4 and my friend has given up drinking a couple of times, never longer than 6 weeks or so, but during that time she has told me how happy she is she's not drinking. She has friends and work colleagues that pressure her into going out, and once she's there it's like she can't help herself. She is losing some of her friends though who have outright said they don't like who she is when she's drunk and refuse to go out drinking with her as she screams at people, cries and generally makes a scene - I think she hit her date once whilst drunk when she accused him of looking at someone else.
She's really troubled and doesn't have the best homelife as her mum shouts at her that she doesn't want her in the house whilst her other sister is the golden child who can do no wrong.
The thing is, I now find it really difficult to have sympathy after the following things happened;
Last weekend she came round and told me that she'd slept with a work colleague whom was engaged and had a child. She felt so guilty but said in an ideal world he would leave his partner and be with her
This is despite the fact she hasn't known him longer than a month.
She has desperately wanted a child for the last few years and has slept with men and 'forgotten' to use contraception several times in order to have one.
My boyfriend at the time nearly died in hospital (the amazing hospital staff got to him in time) but I had a sick child at the time and no-one to look after her to visit him except my friend who said no because she was going to go out with her friend.
She didn't support me during my DD's hospital treatment - after everything I have done for her. Thankfully I have some amazing family who made sure we were okay and that we were both coping.
My absolute favourite! I lost a baby at 10 weeks pregnant. The morning after I passed my darling baby, she phoned me up to tell me she thought she was pregnant, what was she going to do, she didn't want it anyway and it was so terrible etc.
During all these years though, I genuinely thought that if I switched my phone off or didn't answer, then something terrible would happen to her, because I swear she deliberately puts herself in dangerous situations. About a month ago she was drunk on the phone to me, alone at 1am and not sure how to get home, when I heard a man say to her 'I'll take you home!' and she hung up on me. I called and text for half an hour, then told her if she didn't call me back within thirty minutes I was ringing the police. Of course, THEN she got back to me! She was home and of course the man had been so nice she gave him her number - turns out said man later in the week expected her to sleep with him in return and was verbally abusive to her when she didn't.
So yeah, I don't know when exactly I reached boiling point, but it's happened. I have been lying awake these last few months, worrying about her. The thing is she has admitted that she loves the attention and the drama and that life is boring without it which winds me up even more as sometimes she revels in all the shit that goes on and other times I'm expected to be her shoulder to cry on when it all goes wrong.
I don't know what to do. I feel so bloody bad about it all and I swing between feeling guilty that I'm resenting her and guilty that I'm enabling her behaviour. Truth be told, she has responded well when I've told her how I'm feeling - like not helping me one time with my daughter so that I could go to hospital, or calling me up the day after my m/c and she has apologised. I guess I can't let it go. A part of me thinks that she's selfish, loves the drama (a couple of times she has rung me up, almost gleefully telling me she thinks she's had a miscarriage, like it's some exciting thing she can tell everyone about!) and she can fucking well get on with it without me there. Another part feels guilty for thinking that way about my best friend, that I need to be there for her as she has so much crap going on in her life and I truly think I am the only person that really cares about her wellbeing.
So what the fuck do I do? Am I being selfish wanting all of this to just go away now? :( I feel so resentful, I bottled up a lot of stuff because I wanted to help her, all the advice I give her falls on deaf ears and after years of it I want to cry when she asks me what should she do. I want a calm life, a peaceful one where I don't have to worry about her latest crisis and focus on my daughter and my own life. I want to be selfish and completely withdraw from her - at the same time, I want her to see a doctor, see a counsellor, just DO SOMETHING. It was easier to look after her when I was young and carefree, but now I have a daughter to look after and everything that goes with that.
I'm sorry MNetters that this was so long, it wasn't intended to be. Once I started writing it all came tumbling out and I wanted to paint the clearest picture possible. I guess I want the MN collective wisdom to tell me that it's okay for me to be selfish and leave her to her own devices, but I will take anything you say on board. If I need to do something else, please tell me, or any other suggestions you can think of would be brilliant.
Even if you don't have any advice to give, thankyou so much for reading all of this 