I spent yesterday afternoon with someone I've known for donkey's years: home owner, security, has chosen to work part-time order to have lots of quality time at home with her dog and garden and partner. We used to meet up and have rewarding times together: a chat about the world and our lives and a few laughs. Now whenever we meet it's one non-stop anxious whinge about Covid and vaccines and conspiracies and she sits quivering with terrified indignation and turning every topic of conversation to her and her anxieties. She's 48, she's healthy (even though all she does is worry about her health) and she has no money worries. She's had innumerable MH assessments, she's been assessed for autism and ADHD and has been told that she doesn't have either.
I dread conversations with her. They always leave me feeling down and nadgy and vaguely wound up. There's another like her but not quite so bad. Gone from being someone I can relax and enjoy being with to someone whose negativity about everything drains the life out of me. Doesn't want to take any medication because of big-dharma etc.
With both of them I feel like they'd both just sit and rant/whinge at me for the entirety of our time together if I didn't occasionally force them to converse about something other than themselves. I come away feeling unseen, unheard and vaguely abused by it all. Do they see the way they're behaving or are they so far gone that they think this is okay? They were never like this before. What's going on?