She stays here sometimes - single person kind of 'bubbled' with us and we work together.
She only really comes here because she has nowhere to hang out. I like my space and she lacks boundaries.
She's also hard work. Everything is about her. Everything.
I'm feeling unwell. And I'm having a bad mental health day. Mentioned it this morning hoping she"d go home. She hung around. I just couldn't cope. Usually I'd get on with it but today was hard.
She's loud, she's untidy (my house resembled a squat while she was here) and everything has to be her way.
She's the kind of person who helps herself to a tin of pineaplle, eats one chunk and then puts the rest of the tin in the fridge to fester there for eternity. Also has her phone making noise ALL of the time. Stuff like that.
At 5pm I have her a tenner for a taxi home. I felt like death, when my house is a mess my anxiety and up and I just wanted some quiet.
She stormed out.
Now I feel guilty as well as all of the above.
She doesn't really have anyone else, but I just couldn't handle it any more.
I'm just venting, BTW, not expecting a solution.