ive a few who stuck by me, I glad of this
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Most of my mates ran for the hills. A few have stuck by me via the internet. I moved away from all my previous friends.
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My so-called friends, what few I had, abandoned me when I was manic and obnoxious, before the real psychosis started. Well, I suppose I had a couple school friends at the time of my first psychotic break who were nice and compassionate, but they cut off ties with me, as well, when I moved away. That’s just the way it goes, I guess.
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same here but im glad I got away from everyone of them…but still one of them deserves my fist off his nose!!! 15 years on its still raw my angry to him…
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Yeah same. When they showed their real colours I am glad I got the feck out of dodge
A few of my friends stuck with me, but they don’t know what is really going on. I’m just glad my husband stuck with me 
Met my partner after getting the diagnos. She doesnt seem to have any problem with it. It came up on our first date. Guess I’m lucky.
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Yes. Both new and old friends have been very accepting of my diagnosis, and they’ve stuck with me through the tough times
1 friend is still my friend but he doesn’t like to hang out that much. he texts me a lot though. And then there’s an online friend who saw how ill I was and treats me normal now. Other than that people ditched me.
no one really. My sister and brother helped me a bit. My dad bought me cigarettes for like 2 months and I stayed with my mom. I hope I can let the past go. I have good friends now but I still feel like if I get sick… people will move on. This is how it is.
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but my old friends humilED ME
I have a couple of friends who still r in contact with me.
I have three friends who stuck by me. They live far away but are still good friends. I consider them my brothers. Everyone else I lost contact with, mostly because they didn’t want anything to do with me after I became ill.
Yes i met a guy two years ago. He thought im not gf material but we were together all the time cooking and going to bars. He just needed company cause he was claustrophobic of sitting in his house alone.
All my friends abandoned me when I became sick. And I was even not yet diagnosed as having a mental illness at the time. During the time I have been sick, I was alone.
I now have to rebuild my social network.
i move around alot so most friends i have are internet friends and my friends in real life dont really talk to me. i think they’re too busy. they might be avoiding me cos i’m strange… i dunno… lol
I met Anders in a psychiatric hospital.
He took care of me and took me for bike rides and held my hand.
He became my boyfriend and best friend.
We binge drank alcohol and we’re too messy.
I had others in my body taking over my person and I was not in my body.
It was thenm and they were malicious.
I am so sorry Anders.
He was sacred to me and I was a sl## when drunk off rockets.
He once said “when are we going to marry”.
I did not really answer.
We did not tounge kiss and had difficulties having sex.
He took me for dips in summer time.
I am so sorry.
I was hearing voices and believed bad things about everyone had paranoia he was with others.
He kept coming back to me even when I had other boyfriends.
I wanted to get back with him but he told me he has things to do and he told me to live in Australia and that I could be happier here.
He was stunningly gorgeous when he grew his hair long and a beard.
He used to wear a. Beanie over his bald spot.
When his father died I was with another man who I was not compatible with because they decided it.
I was started by others and my eons were not in my body but others were.
I laid crawled up screaming in agony.
I thought he was having sex and I heard moans and voices and gun shots etc
When I moved to Australia 
we eventually lost contact.
I was raised in Australia aswell.
I am so sorry I was bad to this great man.
He was /is funny and handy and has such kind gentle eyes.
The relationship was destructive because alcohol binge and psychotic etc
It was a huge loss.
I am sorry if I was bad to him and he was good and great to me but I was not myself.
I did not have friends really.
The ones I had I heard them say they don’t love me and want to kill me etc
He had great cuddles.
I thought sex was important in relationship but other things are more important.
I love his family too.
I am so sorry and apologise.
Others were in my body n starting deciding maliciously.
We had fights sometimes.
Alcohol binge was bad for both of us.
I wish him well and happiness.
I am sorry we lost contact.
He came back to me even when I was with others but I was not even compatible with them.
Now I do not know where he is.
I knitted him a jumper with help and a baby jumper with a smiling sun on.