In a Q&A, I answered,

"Only during rare occasions that I 'm able to balance myself on the tight rope and speak sensibly.
By then, most friends have left already, or more often than not, I don't contact them because I'm shameful of my behaviour back when I was unwell.
However, that doesn't mean I don't feel hurt when friends look away when we accidentally bump into each other. More so if they had known me before I had the illness.
It seems, who I was before the illness didn't exist at all.
The illness is all of who I am now.
Again, I can understand that they rather stay away, as I might do the same if I were in their shoes.
But for now, I'm in my own shoes, so it's understandable too that I'm hurt."