When I lived in Boston I had a few go-to people. When I moved back to NY I wondered what would happen to me without them. I knew I had my parents here but I knew I would need more than them in order to really make it.
One of the scariest thoughts I have as a person with bipolar disorder is that people will not want to have anything to do with me. They will think it’s too much work to have a sick friend and they will choose not to. And then once I establish the relationship I fear I will get sick and lose everything. It has happened before.
But I’m happy to say that in NYC I have found support I could have never imagined from the most unexpected people.
Don’t turn down support. The person you just met may have the support you really need.