yeah i feel you on that one. I called myself a social butterfly. but the truth is that most people stopped wanting to be around me cause I was destructive to myself and my surroundings. There were the fair number of them who thought I was a blast to be around. But a good many of them just thought I was crazy. Especially when I would drink. Made me realize real quick who were my real friends. Cause they are the ones who are still with me now that I'm making an attempt at fixing myself. There are a few of my "party friends" who have blown me off now that I'm not going to the bars all the time and getting wild.

Good luck. Will all work out in the end.

I'm guessing that losing friends is fairly common for those who have bipolar disorder.  My ex-fiance is in his 50's and hasn't been able to keep a single friend throughout his life.  When his lies and schemes catch up with him and everyone 'runs for their lives', he simply moves to a new town or a new state.  Three months into treatment, and he's still lying, which doesn't bode well for his life ever changing.  I wish it was different for him, but it isn't.  If you're bipolar, for your sake and the others, please seek help, get on and stay on your meds, and BE HONEST with yourself and others.  It can be done, if you want to do it!