My heart is broken. I have probably lost a dear friend of 12 years through no fault of my own. We are both mentally ill and he went off his medicine several months ago. Now he's having delusions and I tried to tell him of my concern. At first he seemed to take it ok, but I was waiting for the other shoe to drop and it did. A 12 year friendship down the drain, that's a lot longer than many marriages. I just want to put my arms around him and say don't lose yourself, I'm not the enemy. I quit smoking November 4th and have been using a little of the nicotine gum. But da##it I really feel like smoking over this. I won't though, it won't solve anything. If he doesn't come around I'm really going to miss him. His daily calls, going out for coffee once a week. I just want to curl up and cry.
