The Disappearing Act of Friends After Illness

It is so very true! It should not be that way. It irritates me so much. I think I might put a clause in my will that says, "If you weren't an active part of my life, then you will not be an active part of my death." While the above comments have merit and make valid points, I say the following from the standpoint of being in a healthier state of mind than before. I used to let others take advantage of my kindness and willingness to help others. I am no longer willing to put others' wants before my mental health. I have boundaries put in place to protect myself. These are part of those boundaries: I don't have time or energy to spend on a relationship that I am the only one working on it or the only one giving, and they don't give back or do their share of the work. If you only call me when you need something, I'm not answering anymore. If you're only willing to help when it's convenient for you, then I don't want your help. If you take the time for me, I will take the time for you. Especially when an illness or injury is not the only time I hear from or see you.

Big hugs! I can relate. However, we have to accept the imperfections of people, including friends. Not the vision of what we want them to be. People come and go so fast sometimes.