Ah, you describe a situation very similar to one in my life. Wayyyy back when I was 15, I had this girlfriend with totally useless parents. The mom was just a pothead that would stay in her bedroom all evening smoking weed. The dad was a raging alcoholic who would just sit on the couch all evening while me and the girl were hanging out in her room, free to do whatever we wanted because we both knew that the parents wouldn't walk all the way down the hall to open the door.
It was a relatively short relationship, but after we broke up, we remained friends. Eventually we bacame the type of friends who didn't actually do anything together socially, mostly just phone friends, and specifically, she'd call me to ask me my opinion on her problems (of which there were many)(usually boyfriend related).
We lost contact for a couple of years while she was married to a totally abusive pr1ck. She eventually gathered the balls to call me one day and she told me what was up. Eventually, she divorced the guy. This seemed to take forever.
A few weeks into her freedom, she hooks up with another abusive a-hole. And naturally, she calls me to ask why he's such a jerk. So, as usual, there I am, listening to the same story, different guy.
By chance, a couple of weeks later, I ran into them at a bar. My friend was happy to see me and hugged me, to the chagrin of the b/f. He spent the next little while getting a bit aggressive with me and more or less 'marking his turf (her)'. I was starting to be drunk at this point and told the two of them that a: I had no interest in her, as I'd already had her, and b: that I was not interested in fighting him for any reason other than maybe to punch him once just because I didn't like him.
Most important was c: that I could no longer be her shoulder to cry on. And that as long as she continued to make the same stupid mistake over and over, she needed to go tell someone else, but not me. Basically, the friendship stops here, call me when you've got your head screwed on straight.
So, OP, that is my long-winded way of saying that you don't need other peoples' problems. All it does is drag you down. It puts you in a crappy mental state that affects your own life, whether you realize it or not. So just disown her. It may sound cruel, but you can't spend your life worrying about other peoples' problems. Because that will create problems for yourself.
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