She's wonderful, and seems almost cosmically creative to me. She loves my father and is loved by him; they are one of the happiest couples I know (though it wasn't always that way - his ISFJ sensibilities didn't always jive with the vagueries and illogic of her illness). My brother and I feel like she's delicate (she's an even more tender-hearted variation on INFP than you normally find) and have always taken good care of her and probably tried to parent her a bit.
I think I actually idealize her illness; the negative aspects are under the strict management of her meds while her creativity and "other-ness," which I admire in anyone who has it, remain pretty forefront. Still, though. Does not want. I'd rather be sane than special.
yes, really. i've seen people i care about turned into walking lab experiments by meds and am far too sensitive to not get pulled onto the roller coaster. in their particular cases, they self-destructed and that was that; a healthy friendship with them was impossible at that point.
so no new attachments to people with such backgrounds. an unpopular opinion, particularly in a place like this, but i'd rather view some things from afar.
*there are occasional, extremely rare exceptions. so rare that it's not worth going into but they are exceptions to an otherwise firm policy.
I may be kindly, I am ordinarily gentle, but in my line of business I am obliged to will terribly what I will at all. ~ Catherine the Great
In some ways I have to agree with @AgentF 's assessment, sometimes when in a friendship with someone who has an illness it can be very hard to cope with ups/downs/medicated/non medicated/healthy/self destructive cycles and not get pulled into it yourself. Which can be inevitable when you care about someone. I know I've had to end a friendship because of a girlfriends inability to manage her borderline personality disorder, and as much as I loved being around her it was a wholly unhealthy relationship.
I also understand when people can't handle my bipolar, or those who think they can (as I'm always very open about it), but when faced with the reality of a manic or depressive episode find that it's too much.
Terrible things happen to good people every day.
Consequentially, I am not one of the good people. I am one of the terrible things..