S. has decided I'm a horrible person and has blocked and unfriended both me and my wife. She did all this without ever actually speaking to me. Just texting. Texting ugly stuff about not much really. Nothing remotely to justify such a thing. Except I kept asking her to actually speak to me, trying to get her to understand how much it was upsetting me that she was only texting me and refusing to speak to me any other way.

And so finally she said I was trying to manipulate her, that I wasn't really upset at all. And this was a horrible thing for me to have done and blocked/unfriended.

Why do I pick crazy people to have as friends? Why? Why? Why?

I know why. But I also ought to know that this is what I get. I shouldn't be as upset as I am. But I'm really upset. I'm drive over to her house and sit on her front porch upset.

Because.... it's the breakdown of society. People who have been friends for more than 5 years ending things by text. Without ever having spoken to you about what they're unhappy about.

I try to take a step back... and when I do. It's clearly just a crazy person. And there's nothing to be done. It's not the breakdown of society. It's just yet another person who has some undiagnosed mental health issues. It's not the banal culmination of the history of human interactions. It's just yet another person who has some undiagnosed mental health issues. It's not further proof that we all just can't get along and all friendships are doomed. It's just yet another person who has some undiagnosed mental health issues. It's not remotely a representative sample. I keep picking out the most eccentric people I can find to be friends with. And they all have issues dammit! Never found one yet that was eccentric for the right reasons.

This one kind of takes the cake. She was constantly demonizing people. A 30 something who had never had a significant other. If I had any sense I shouldn't have gotten within 20 feet of her.

I keep trying to find people who are meaningfully eccentric because they disagree with some social norms. Instead I just keep finding people who are incapable of successfully following/understanding social norms.

I have romanticized eccentricism.

The experiences of my life are a skewed sample from which I can draw no meaningful conclusions because I've romanticized eccentrics.