SIGH! I read all the pages of this and the emotions came back. I too experienced the loss of people I thought would be there and shocked me when they turned their backs--not really though. My story is embarrasing to me, but when I think back over the years about the personality of these people I'm not surprised, just disappointed in myself for not wanting it to be true and never seeing it clearly.
I saw what my husband had known all along, I was in denial as it was family that showed their real colors. When I was diagnosed I did not hear from my father, mother or sister rather I heard from my husbands family and my two brothers--bless them! Before my surgery my father had emergency surgery, I was there to visit after as I was in school and had already used up my hours so had limited time to get away. Then my mother had her surgery for breast cancer, I was unable to be there the day of surgery, in school then, but called to wish her well on her special day and did arrive to stay at her home to cook, shop and clean for a few days. My sister and brother were there for her as they live down the street from my parents, I live 2 hours away from them.
A few weeks before my surgery we were at my parents for Christmas dinner and my sister loudly announced to everyone at the table how awful her life is...blah, blah, boyfriend, alone, blah, blah. My sister has a way of turning everyones attention to her. After her tirade I quietly said, "Yeah, life sucks then you get a brain tumor!" Brought the whole table to a screeching halt and back to perspective. Even after my statement no one talked about my upcoming surgery or asked how I felt about this. I, my husband, daughter, son and soon to be son-in-law (we put his photo on a dummy body and brought him with to meet the family as he was serving his time in Iraq) had a wry smile going on inside ourselves and shared our laughter on the car ride home.
Boy, I thought my statement would've got them to rally round me, but no. I did not receive phone calls from mom, dad or sister before surgery, after and still nothing when I returned home with a few weeks of PT under my belt! SIGH. I did get the phone call from my mom saying how wonderful it would be to see Flaminco dancing that was coming to my town, "Could you get tickets for me and you?" "Sure mom, but I won't be able to drive or walk properly in the dark." "What? You can't drive and why can't you walk in the dark? I was up and running around after my surgery?"...SIGH! Silently I say to this, "Okay mom you're right, you're stronger, it's all about you--NOT!"
A friend of mine, and I use the term lightly, couldn't even pick up the phone, but profusly apologized when I called her weeks later to say "Hi, how are you?". She managed to show up for a dinner party my girlfriend gave and sent me an invite to come to her Christmas party--I still don't get phone calls from her?! Yes, it's all about you too. Anyway, I am rambling and my point is, it hurts the same if they are family or friends that leave you. Now when I am around them I feel more in control of my life as I see them more clearly, I am liberated and not afraid to admit these are my parents and sister, they are self-centered and selfish. They need the attention more than I and that's why they are the way they are!