Thank you everyone.
I try to pull back a little. Then I’ll go over and see how she’s struggling to make her bed. Or she gets all teary that she misses me.

There are two other neighborhood women who are my close close friends. We used to hang out here and there with this depressed friend. I’ll call them Kelly and Jo. So I asked Kelly and Jo (both don’t work) to please check in on her now and then…maybe even visit or go out for lunch.

They won’t. They both said she’s too much of a downer, she’s never ready on time and she moves way too slowly (because of the artificial leg). I had to let that go. I know I can’t ask other people to do what I don’t have time for now that I work full time.

Then I said to Jo that I was going to go visit the depressed friend. She asked if she could come along. I said, “Of course, but why not visit her on your own sometimes so she gets TWO visits.” She said she doesn’t like to because it’s hard to leave. My depressed neighbor is really bad about saying “before you go can I ask you __________” and it’s never something you can answer or show her quickly.

My depressed neighbor is my friend. I do love her. She fills a mother figure void for me. And, yes, I feel good when I help her. I just wish some other people would help her too because it’s too much for me.
Thanks everyone!
Jeanne