I feel like I am perhaps being a bit of a bitch, but I am feeling a bit fed up and now dreading the weekend. Sorry if this is a bit long but I want to add the background to not drip feed
Background, I have PTSD from an incident 2 years ago, I am currently doing pretty brutal therapy for this. 4 months ago, my husband walked out after 10 years for another woman, and I was blindsided. A month ago, it all got too much, and I made quite a serious suicide attempt; I am 'lucky' to be alive, although I don't feel it.
A friend suggested a girls' weekend away might do me good, give me a chance to open up a bit about whats been going on and socialise without the other halves as we tent to be a group who often socialise as couples and I am now the only single one. I agreed she has organised a lovely sounding weekend which I have been really looking forward to.
One of my friends coming lets call her C has a tendancy to always have the worst problems, if you've stubbed your toe she's broke her leg kind of thing. We have been friends for a very long time, and I do love her and have always just tolerated this and brushed it off but in this situation it is really getting to me. She got some bad news a couple of days ago and while it's a pretty shitty situation it isn't life changing/threatening or anything like that. She sent this news to the group chat and everyone sympathised but since then it has just been constant fishing for sympathy. We mentioned sleeping arrangements and its 'ohh I don't think I can share one of the rooms because I am just not sleeping due to stress at the moment.' Someone sends restaurant menus and its 'I am to stressed to eat currently so choose wherever'
I know the whole weekend is going to be her being dramatic and wanting everyone to go over and over her issue and sympathise and I just don't want to go anymore.
Its not even that I want everyone to be focusing on me, I really don't I am not someone that likes to talk about my problems. I was just hoping for a nice chill weekend away to enjoy some nice food and have a good laugh.
I think its mainly I just don't have the bandwidth to show endless sympathy for someone given my own issues. This probably isn't helped by the fact in the month since my attempt not once has she checked in to see how I am doing, same when my husband left.
So I guess the question is am I being a bitch or is this a valid way to feel?