I’m so well managed right now that it’s a little scary! But now the drawback is that my friends, who have their own issues, now expect me to be the rock for our group. 

I don’t mind being the nurturer, but I do feel nervous that they all lean on me for support when I’m just *barely* at a place where I’m finally managing. It feels like a big burden to be the “stable one.” I’m afraid to let them know that I’m only just scraping by as well, and I’m afraid that their mental health issues are going to start me backsliding. 

Sigh. There’s just no winning with this illness, is there? 