when can I adress things that bother me, when they are none of my business
It is incredibly strange to be friends with someone who has a completely different life philosophy and moral compass. We have been best friends for over 15 years, and up until this point, we managed to get along pretty well despite our differences.
I used to love talking to her and listening to her, and I have always been there for her through tough times. However, I grew up as a practicing Muslim, while she is (in my opinion) a complete hedonist. I have never tried to force my beliefs onto her. But when she constantly talks about her numerous sexual partners, her chaotic situationships, the endless parties, and her drug consumption, I can't help but feel upset at times. Still, I always tried to support her, listen to her, and understand her, telling myself, "Hey, we just come from different cultures." But my frustration is growing stronger every day.
She constantly faces the exact same problems with her partners, it is the same story every single time. I can’t listen to it anymore. I just want to tell her to obsessing over men omg, it's like 80% of our conversations. I'm tired of listening, it's like a broken record. (Although it is pretty entertaining sometimes, but after 15 years y'all I'm tired)
Things reached a peak when she had her first drug-induced psychosis. I had voiced my concerns in the past, but I never tried to force her to change; in fact, I used to feel guilty and worried that my frustration meant I was being "controlling." After that first episode, she didn't change her lifestyle at all and, as you guessed it, suffered a second psychosis. She did some pretty messed-up things during this second episode, and I don't even know how to feel about it.
I was the one who drove three hours to the party she was at, to get her into a psychiatric hospital, because she was literally attempting to drive while actively psychotic. I spent the entire day trying to "catch" and safely contain her. After that, I feel like something broke inside me.
I notice that I just don't feel much empathy toward her anymore. I can’t even bring myself to text her because I’m terrified of what she’s going to tell me next. To put it simply: I just don't care anymore, and I don’t want to hear it.
Following her release, she was strictly told to reduce stress (as she might have bipolar disorder) and to completely avoid all drugs, including alcohol. Yet, she just called me to talk about a party she went to, brushing it off because she *"*was only there for a few hours," and admitting she drank, but claiming "it’s okay because it was just a tiny bit." I just can't listen to this anymore.
I deeply care about her, but I have no idea what to do. She is still freshly out of the psychiatric ward, and I don’t want to emotionally overwhelm her, but I honestly don't know what is going on with me right now. It's super strange when I see her and talk to her, it's like always: fun. But when she leaves and I reflect everything, I grow frustrated. At times even hating her??? It's eating me up inside.
It's not like she did anything bad to me specifically (although I don't like how she treats her partners lol), I don't even know if I have the right to be upset...
Any advice would be welcomed.