Wow I am just baffled how many of my friendships have either changed or ended since I got hurt in 2007 and subsequently became disabled. One of the first things I realized when I knew the severity of my injury, was how I treated "differently abled" people. My eyes were opened and I realized what a jerk I had been to friends of mine over the years who had become disabled, labeling them drug addicts, lazy, mentally unstable, weak...
It was very humbling to realize how I had been, but more importantly I STOPPED being that way. I started chatting with people I normally would dismiss. I asked people who looked like they were struggling if I could help out. I called those friends who I was a jerk to and fessed up.
Well now it is happening to me. I have lost 3 major friendships. One thought that I am a drug addict, and two have simply stopped being my friend after I repeatedly had to tell them that my energy is not what it used to be and I can't be as available. I am writing today because this just happened last week and it hurts.
Almost 3 years after being injured, I have new friends who understand me and love me for who I am, even with my limited energy. I have a better sense of myself and a much better sense of what really matters in this life.