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- Dec 15, 2024
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I've unintentionally ghosted all but my most persistent of friends. I've been too burned out and depressed the past couple years to reply to calls or texts, and most have stopped trying by now. My therapist really wants me to be more social and make new friends, but I feel like the same thing would happen to them if I try, and I feel like it would be messed up of me to build a friendship with someone just because my therapist wants me to, all the while knowing I'm more than likely going to end up ghosting them too.
But what really worries me about making new friends, especially ones with a real connection, is if I don't manage to recover from my SI and I go and die on them. If I never become friends with anyone new, they'll be none the wiser if that happens, but if I do become their friends, then they're going to have to live with the trauma of one of their friends killing herself. On the other hand, if I continue to self-isolate like this, I'm only going to be making it harder for myself to recover.
I know that the "right" answer is to go ahead and make friends anyway, and give myself the best shot at life, but I can't shake the feeling that it's only considered the "right" answer when people treat the decision to live as a foregone conclusion. As if the only rational way to respond to a world with so much hate and unavoidable suffering is to cling to life anyway, and if you want to opt out of an amoral Darwinian world, you must be out of your mind. It makes me wonder if it even is the "right" answer after all, or if it's just the projection of others' survival instincts I no longer share.
I'm rambling now, but I guess the point is I really don't know where to go from here while keeping the collateral damage of my existence (or potentially the lack thereof) as low as I can.
But what really worries me about making new friends, especially ones with a real connection, is if I don't manage to recover from my SI and I go and die on them. If I never become friends with anyone new, they'll be none the wiser if that happens, but if I do become their friends, then they're going to have to live with the trauma of one of their friends killing herself. On the other hand, if I continue to self-isolate like this, I'm only going to be making it harder for myself to recover.
I know that the "right" answer is to go ahead and make friends anyway, and give myself the best shot at life, but I can't shake the feeling that it's only considered the "right" answer when people treat the decision to live as a foregone conclusion. As if the only rational way to respond to a world with so much hate and unavoidable suffering is to cling to life anyway, and if you want to opt out of an amoral Darwinian world, you must be out of your mind. It makes me wonder if it even is the "right" answer after all, or if it's just the projection of others' survival instincts I no longer share.
I'm rambling now, but I guess the point is I really don't know where to go from here while keeping the collateral damage of my existence (or potentially the lack thereof) as low as I can.