Dear Abby: Everyone offered help when I got sick, but no one showed up when I needed them

DEAR ABBY: I have a chronic illness and have been on a long-term leave of absence from my job for two years now.I have always surrounded myself with good people and have been blessed with great friends and family.

When I was diagnosed, everyone was supportive.There were many platitudes, not the least of which was the ole standby, “Let me know if you need anything.” I have never asked anyone for anything, soldiering on and refusing to be a burden. My mom recently passed, and I’m struggling.

Now, for the first time, I need actual face time.I’m extremely lonely, and all I would like is an occasional lunch or a quick diet soda with a friend.

But, Abby, no one calls or responds to any of my messages.I didn’t know there was a time limit on “let me know if you need anything.” I know others out there understand what I’m going through, and I wonder if you have any words of encouragement.

— NOT ALWAYS SUNNY IN UTAHDEAR NOT ALWAYS SUNNY: Please accept my sympathy for the loss of your mother.It’s shameful that your old friends and co-workers have conveniently forgotten that they offered to help you after your diagnosis.

However, because they apparently have, you will have to do something about your feelings of isolation and loneliness on your own. My first thought is to reach out to a support group (in person or online) for the illness you have.The second would be to contact your religious adviser if you have one.

Another (depending on your mobility) would be to volunteer some of your free time to a cause you believe in or become a foster for shelter animals. Finally, rather than waiting for your phone to ring, consider going out and having an occasional lunch or soft drink so you are exposed to other people rather than sitting alone at home and becoming increasingly depressed.** ** **DEAR ABBY: My son and daughter-in-law think it’s OK to have cameras on me and my husband when we watch their children.

It has been going on for six years, and I’m...