ccarolinec
Earning My Ears
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- Oct 26, 2018
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Hello all. I sort of just need a place to vent, but advice/wisdom will be greatly appreciated 
I have been friends with (I'll call her T for this posts sake) for 7+ years now. Part of the reason we bonded so deeply was over our shared struggles with anxiety. Though mine is more panic focused and hers is more generalized, we understand each other on another level and I feel I can be my full self around her.
All was fine I'd say up until 1-2 years ago. She moved a bit further away from me (she's still driving distance) so naturally, the amount of time we saw each other became less. It was still quite frequent though.
However, in these past couple months especially, her anxiety has gotten worse and worse. She tends to avoid any situation that makes her anxious, (so she doesn't work or go to school), but it's gotten to the point now where she refuses to spend time with anyone other than me and one of our other mutual friends. Any trips, plans, or activities not in her normal routine are completely out of the question now. Which of course is heartbreaking as I hate seeing her upset that she's missing out on opportunities, and many of our future plans are now nonexistent.
The biggest thing that's getting to me though, is that now it's progressed to a point where she gets anxious to even spend time with me. Of course I try to be patient, but I find myself in a cycle of getting frustrated that she refuses to push herself or when she makes solid plans to meet with me then bails last second, then guilty for even getting frustrated in the first place, etc. We used to see each other once or twice a week, now it's once a month if that.
I guess I just don't know the balance between being patient with her and trying to encourage her to push herself. I realize I can't force her, but as time wears on I'm beginning to wonder if I can even maintain this friendship anymore. Yes I can text and call her, but I'm a very face-to-face type of person, and I feel myself tempted to move on (which of course I feel horrible for).
Anyone gone through anything similar? Am I horrible for wanting to move on?

I have been friends with (I'll call her T for this posts sake) for 7+ years now. Part of the reason we bonded so deeply was over our shared struggles with anxiety. Though mine is more panic focused and hers is more generalized, we understand each other on another level and I feel I can be my full self around her.
All was fine I'd say up until 1-2 years ago. She moved a bit further away from me (she's still driving distance) so naturally, the amount of time we saw each other became less. It was still quite frequent though.
However, in these past couple months especially, her anxiety has gotten worse and worse. She tends to avoid any situation that makes her anxious, (so she doesn't work or go to school), but it's gotten to the point now where she refuses to spend time with anyone other than me and one of our other mutual friends. Any trips, plans, or activities not in her normal routine are completely out of the question now. Which of course is heartbreaking as I hate seeing her upset that she's missing out on opportunities, and many of our future plans are now nonexistent.
The biggest thing that's getting to me though, is that now it's progressed to a point where she gets anxious to even spend time with me. Of course I try to be patient, but I find myself in a cycle of getting frustrated that she refuses to push herself or when she makes solid plans to meet with me then bails last second, then guilty for even getting frustrated in the first place, etc. We used to see each other once or twice a week, now it's once a month if that.
I guess I just don't know the balance between being patient with her and trying to encourage her to push herself. I realize I can't force her, but as time wears on I'm beginning to wonder if I can even maintain this friendship anymore. Yes I can text and call her, but I'm a very face-to-face type of person, and I feel myself tempted to move on (which of course I feel horrible for).
Anyone gone through anything similar? Am I horrible for wanting to move on?