A few years ago an old school friend came to stay. We'd stayed in touch and seen each other occasionally since school. We both got quite depressed in school but shared gallows humour as well as generally bizarre humour. Around age 19/20 she told me I must still be depressed because my life was "aimless" (I had a 5 - 10 year plan, fgs!) She also referred to my then clear mental health problems as "teenage angst", saying I should "be over it" by now. I brushed these comments off so as not to spoil the friendship (I used to do this with everyone, have been massively taken advantage of because of it).
Things happened that I locked away inside and forced myself to forget because it was just overwhelming. I felt an idiot for having these problems but I was exposed to stuff I didn't know how to deal with (what with being poor, mental, and young.) Anyway aside from these comments she seemed a good freind, we didn't have a lot contact but when we did speak we were straight back in as if no time had passed.
Anyway a few years back life seemed to be going better (was in mid 20s) and I was the happiest I'd ever been. Then I broke down, was really weird, wasn't coping despite objectively being happy which was a first for me. Started remembering stuff, struggling to sleep, getting v anxious etc.
Then she came to stay. I told her it wasn't a good idea and tried to cancel explaining I couldn't cope, but she wouldn't hear of it. We'd been in touch quite a lot (both had had an interesting/varied year) and she said not to worry if I was depressed, we could just hide in if necessary.
The first night was sociable and anxiety provoking but ended up quite fun, but I couldn't keep it up. Following day her and one of my housemates decided we should go for a long walk, I wasn't up for it but didn't know how to handle the situation and did what I used to do which was convince myself I'm fine and pretend to be fine. This ended in excruciating disaster when I could't stop crying and was just whacked out overwhelmed and my brain ceased to function (reminds me of descriptions of ASD shutdown, but only happened if really really pushed, and ignored many warning signs or unable to escape). I can't remember the details but she and friend left me in an area I didn't recognise and I ended up being picked up and taken home by police, almost section 136'd but they decided better to leave me in care of friends. That alone makes me feel sick now and I can't process what happened. I thought those terrifying times of my life were over and she made them happen again by not listening to me. (This is really frightening, other people have done the same, they don't listen , they have insisted they know best and forced or coerced me to go along with it, and it's all gone wrong, for me.)
Anyway the rest of the weekend involved her basically socialising with my housemates and others, when I couldn't cope she just carried on without me. I should mention one housemate (the walk one) was rather attractive (as well as being the perfect example of male entitlement/gaslighting/wtf?) although there was one clear reason why she wouldn't have pursued a relationship with him.
I tried to explain to her why I was so upset (including that I was struggling without a space to retreat to as she had to sleep in my room). She didn't get it at all and shouted at me and I stumbled out of the room in tears, and bumped into another housemate. He grabbed me and shook me and snarled in my face that I'd better shut up or he'd call the police on me. This was terrifying as he had until then appeared to be the most gentle loving soul you could meet. I couldn't understand because he must have heard what she was saying to me/what had happened and calling the police made no sense whatsoever (in hindsight they'd not have done anything but it frightened me all the same). I later found out (from others) he did this Jekyll and Hyde thing, but at the time I was so confused and frightened. I ran to a friend's house and they were very kind and ended up calling over everyone from my house to make up and have a big group hug...
After my friend had gone home she sent me an email detailing what a great weekend she'd had and all the people she met and telling me I could be happy with all these fab people if only I tried harder, or something like that. It was awful because due to being pushed over the edge that weekend, people had found out I was mentally ill/had seen me really bonkers rather than just depressed which didn't exactly help with cementing friendships. (Was a great community in terms of fun and zillions of aquaintances but difficult to get below the surface/really accepted).
Anyway we stayed friends on facebook but didn't really communicate again until the past year. She acted like nothing had happened so I did too, again, I didn't want to rock the boat and wreck an old friendship (yes, I know...)
But I have been having horrible intrusive memories of that weekend. I feel so frightened because I trusted her and she did that. I have a lot of these memories and nightmares about times when I've been really hurt by people and it's seemed inexplicable/utterly unexpected/unpredictable. I try to put them into context and understand, in order to deal with them. But generally it's impossible as people who treat you badly don't tend to stick around to give a reasoned explanation afterwards (one person did, years later). So the really inexplicable ones haunt me years later. It's part of what I struggle with mentally, mainly stuff from my late teens/early 20s that I just cannot process and terrifies me.
So... I thought we were good enough friends that I could ask her. I explained the context, ie. about having memories of various situations and that I just wanted to understand so I could lay them to rest. (I have been having increased memories/nightmares/anxiety in general recently.) She just told me I should try to enjoy life. I replied that I was trying to, and that's why I did/do (XYZ good things), but that the intrusive memories and nightmares are really hard and I'm trying to understand the past in order to deal with it and leave it behind. She again told me to try to enjoy life, and blocked me.
Please, someone explain this to me. Why was she so horrible to me that weekend? How can someone your trust turn like that? How the hell do I avoid it? I keep thinking if only I'd insisted she didn't visit, but if I'd done that we'd have just fallen out then, and I'd feel like it was my fault for overreacting (And would certainly be treated as such). Every time I've been seriously hurt by people I've trusted it's because I've ignored little red flags, or not noticed them as red flags... if she'd been kind that weekend, for example, then insisting on visiting because she was worried about me would have actually been a nice thing to do. I would not have predicted her actions at all.
Every day now I'm waking feeling sick with fear. I feel so worthless and useless, but I try so hard and try to be ok and then people like her just think I choose to be depressed or something. I have tried so hard for so long to make sense of everything. I just want to have some clarity so I can stop being frightened. I've had a load of therapy (and trying to get more) which has helped me stand my ground and have better boundaries, but I'm scared of being viewed as a bitch for being hard hearted or insistent with people (or cutting out people who continually overstep boundaries/make me feel unsafe.) I've got a feeling there's a massive blind spot where I'm missing something but cannot work out what!