Friends?

Why is it that when you're in that downward spiral, the people who claim to care for you and be your friends fade away. They used to ask "How are you doing?" but too many answers of "Not so good" means they stop asking. Harsh words and cruelty are easy to forgive, Lord knows, I've been guilty of more then my fair share. But the sharp silence of neglect and the humiliation of having to ask to be loved...that is soul destroying. At this time, I'm not sure how much soul I have left to wound.