I've had a friend since secondary school. I've been there for every drama in her life. The illness as a teen, the bridezilla years, the husband being a contrary ass-hole, the early childcare years, the husband having a life-altering illness, a parent being gravely ill. In between dramas, I heard relatively little from her. I've had my own traumas in that time and to be fair, I haven't reached out for any support. Mentioned things in passing but I prefer not to dwell on things that cannot be altered. I'm not saying my way is better - it is just better for me.
Whilst her husband was ill, I kept in touch, sent things to cheer her up, phoned for updates. All fine. Husband now in recovery and post-covid, we can meet up but I feel like a therapist. The details of everything bad in her life is relayed in a constant monologue with the occasional break for me to make comment or ask a question. It is so depressing. I feel absolutely drained. The meet-ups are always on her terms - when she can fit me in and where she wants to go.
I have a husband who is in comparatively poor health, a really stressful new job, a parent who is ill and no family support. I don't want to hear for 2 hours solid about her husband's sad life, her son's mental health problems, how much of a pain her MIL is, how she is struggling with her horrible colleagues. Every minute detail.
Asking me how I am two minutes before she leaves is not my idea of a fun time. I don't see the point in focusing on all that is wrong in your life for literally hours. It might make her feel better but it certainly doesn't me. I don't mind listening to the odd moan when I'm out with friends but no one else makes me feel like they are sucking the life out of me. Apparently I'm "so easy to talk to" - I get this in between each account. But I acknowledge she has not had it easy these past few years - far harder than I have to be fair.
I have to qualify this by saying she is a nice, kind person who is very religious and community minded. If I said anything, she'd probably just pray for me for being so heartless and selfish.
Before anyone starts, I know I'm being a total bitch. I am also too cowardly to put on my "big girl pants" as people type on here, send her one last text explaining, wishing her well and then blocking her.
Any tips to navigate this please?