BTW, my W emailed me Friday evening saying she was sorry she didn't want to go out for dinner. That she "hated" people. She didn't want to go to the movies for the same reason. She also said she was going to catch up on some work and then "veg out." That she wouldn't be stopping by this weekend. I replied with understanding and validation. I also joked that I veg too much and needed to animal more.
I still cannot believe after nearly a year of IC and seven months after moving out, she is no better and, by any measure, worse than before. I see now how I helped offset her negativity and provided a release from work. She has none of that now. She has fewer friends than just a few months ago. I am not sure that I feel pity for her though. She has chosen this.
