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As regards my invasive friend, it wasn't particularly me she latched onto, she's just invasive. She'll do it with anyone. E.g. I mentioned to her that I'd joined a group. Just before it, she said she was going. She hadn't asked me anything about the group. I didn't go. She phoned me before the group finished, evidently having left early, screaming "Where are you?!"
Well, that sounds like it's me specifically, but lots and lots of people have said she does it to them, or tries to.
Someone described her thus. If there were four seats somewhere and two were occupied and the people had put their coats and bags on one of the empty seats, she wouldn't sit on the empty one, she'd move their coats and bags and sit there. I've actually seen her do that in an almost empty auditorium.
My problem with it has been my vulnerability to it, taking far too long to realise I was making excuses for her behaviour.
I've spent my life making excuses for other people. I don't do that any more but I still lack assertiveness skills in relation to what I'll call 'paid predators' or 'rip-off service providers'.
I'm horrified how assertive I wasn't in relation to my last landlord over damage to my things by workmen he employed. Damage he should have paid for. It's symbolic.
I have to either learn and move forward or I might as well give up.
Pouring out what I think has been another coping skill, but it's one I need to adapt, alter, modify. I need to spend more time working out how to move forward. It's bloody difficult. In the past, I spent a lot of time with others mired in mental illness in almost a 'career mental' way. Here, I find others who are also disabled/impaired, but also finding a range of coping strategies, also doing their damnedest not just to keep their heads above water, but swim forward, even if just a bit at a time.
(And I've just been on a clear out of my stationery. An amazing realisation I've got sticky labels I bought in the early 90s.)