This week I've lost two friends. Well, 'friends'. And well, the truth is never as black and white as when we first write it. One of these 'friends' was never really a friend, and I had no idea until she ended our friendship over email for no particular reason that she could state, but then, in retrospect, I realized that she had never really seen me. The other 'friend' was never really a friend and I knew it and have known it for a year and a half. I did get a little tricked though, because when I would tell her I was waiting for her to show up as an actual friend, she would tell me she never had been good at showing up for other people and would change...really she would. She didn't.
So what's my point? My point is, I think both these people could not handle my being chronically ill.