I have a lovely female friend, Sal, whom I've known for a few years. Great fun, wise, incredibly clever and interesting but also quite complicated at times. She has ADHD: she's been diagnosed for many years and so sometimes life with her is a bit complicated. She's on and off her meds: doesn't seem to sleep much and is often unreliable and cancels arrangements at very short notice. When she's feeling good she's great company but at other times she's all over the place and sometimes quite distressed. She has a background working in mental health and psychology, so she's taught me a lot about her condition and generally I appreciate the energy and intellectual stimulation she brings and go with the flow when she's down and needs time out.
For the last six years I've booked a large holiday home (big, comfortable houses in different areas with plenty of space and bedrooms and bathrooms) at this time of year and invited a group of compatible friends away for a week. I pay for the accommodation as a way of ensuring that everyone can come.
It's never the same mix of friends. I have a core group, but the rest vary. For the first four years I invited Sal. She came three times. A couple of those occasions went very well, but the third time she wasn't sleeping for more than a couple of hours a night and was low and unhappy during the day. She went home after three nights. Year four she was invited, accepted and then cancelled at the last minute. Last year she had a family wedding scheduled, so I didn't invite her. This year she's had a really bad time: lost a job, had to move and I've seen a lot of her in recent months and know she's not in a great space at the moment. I didn't think she'd welcome a long drive and sharing a holiday home — so I didn't invite her.
She's now told me, with a week to go, how angry and sad she is at not being invited. She was insistent on me telling her why. I've said that I didn't think she'd find it easy or be happy there, and I reminded her that she'd dropped out the last time she was invited and hadn't slept the previous time. She's said she gets it, she can appreciate that it's not great for me but she's also told me to fuck off because I've excluded her. I have no doubt we'll get over it, but how do I balance my needs — to spend a relatively calm and happy week with people I like and don't see enough of — with her needs?