When You're Down & Troubled.

Friends show their love in times of trouble, not in happiness.

                                                                       -   Euripides

A few of days ago, I had the pleasure of spending time with a couple of 'Photo Buddies' two people who share my love of photography. We had a day here, in my garage/office/darkroom talking all things photography, making images, developing film, indulging in the old fashioned photographic black arts.

They are great guys, both close to my heart and have been a great help in my personal recovery. I have another friend, a very, very close friend of 40 years. We are to celebrate that anniversary in a few weeks time with a lunch in town. He has been with me through thick and thin, and is one of the most important people in my life.

Friendship to the depressive is essential. But with that comes a responsibility NOT to become a burden, a pain, and to respect that they have a life too and have not signed up to be at one's beck and call, 24/7. 

I'm lucky to have three or more good friends on which I can unload, away from family (who are equally important of course), but I don't live in their headspace. The most intimate friend I have is of course, my diary/journal. But that's a story for another time.