S stayed with me Friday night. W was late to get him, but she showed me her phone, the time was all messed up on it and the alarms didn't go off. So it was legit. Saturday, after dropping S off, I came home to get ready for my HS reunion. W called and asked if I could bring some medication that she needed from my place, so I took it to her. We were talking about money and logistics, and she kind of had a moment where she just decided to be mad...so I left politely.
The reunion was totally awesome. Saw a lot of old friends that I've missed a lot, did a lot of joking and catching up, and that was great.
Got back super late last night, ended up barely getting any sleep, but it was alright. I got up today, went grocery shopping, then S came over and we hung out most of the afternoon.
Since W figured out that she's ADHD, she started taking meds.
OMG. What a huge difference! She was in a good mood, she talked to me kindly, was extremely polite and considerate, and she even found a silver quarter today and gave it to me (I ended up paying her for it, just to keep stuff from feeling too weird). I asked if she had started taking meds for the ADHD, she did. I told her that I could tell because she was talking to me differently than she had in forever. She said "is that good or bad?" I said "It's good."
So now I'm thinking that the situation HAS a solution, I'm just hoping she realizes it at some point.
When she's not on meds, everything she says feels loaded, hurtful, and downright venomous. On the meds...she's a lot more...calm, collected (despite the symptoms being more noticeable when the anxiety isn't nearly as prevalent), and just...nice.
Even to me.
I know that it would take an absolute miracle for her to consider dropping the D, and that's not what I'm expecting. Although if her meds start correcting some of the anxiety/depression/rage, then maybe there's hope after all. At least at some point.
I really don't see things changing. But at least there's that.
