I ended a thirty year friendship with a narcissist psycho. She presented herself as the person who would do anything for you, drop things for you. But from the beginning all she did was copy me and rip me down. When I applied for university back in the day, she completely lost it. And so while I was away I dropped her.(no mobiles or social media then). Then years later she sort of inveigled her way into my life again. There were many red flags but I ignored them. She was struggling. Everything was a problem, her work, family, house, she was absolutely filthy, everyone was against her. I propped her up for years. Then I got marrried, she wasn’t invited to the wedding. Not only did she show up, wearing jeans, she demanded food bec ause she was hungry, and we had already had the wedding dinner. She was loud and aggressive. A few years pass and one day in my living room she opens a letter from the fertility service on my coffee table, when I catch her, she waves it at me angrily and says when we’re you going to tell me you were trying for a baby? Comple missing the point she opened my Mail. She had had an abortion six months before. She wasn’t able to keep a relationship going. She got knocked up by a Turkish man who wouldn’t let her in his house they had to have sex in the car. He didn’t want her so she aborted the baby. Within three months of finding out about me trying for a baby she got pregnant again. This time she kept it. Her boyfriend was a man who was a different religion and culture from her, he refused to tell his parents they had a baby on the way. On the night his first son was born he walked into his home and told no one. Then he called me, she had asked him to tell me the time and weight of their son. Then he threatened me. He said if his parents find out about his son he will know I told them and my house would be burned down. I immediately stopped all contact with her. Totally. About three years later I bumped into her in town, she now had three kids by him. I went back to her house. Filth. She literally didn’t throw anything away, or wash anything, or hoover. It was a cesspit. I spent 8 hours cleaning it. Then I was back in her life, contanstly showing up at my house uninvited. Could I make something for the boys they haven’t eaten today. She lied on a school form and put my address down so her kids could go to the same school as mine. I’m not exaggerating, they ate at my house three if not five times a week, no thank yous. She ploughed from one disaster to another. But she was fond of putting me down. If I mentioned university she would sneer and say, you didn’t go to Cambridge love. I couldn’t tell her anything personal or worrying because she would roll it up and use it like a newspaper to hit me with. The silliest things. I bought three packs of vipers cutlery in tk max. She chided me and told me I was greedy and I should’ve only bought one, and left the others for other people. Yet she was a hoarder who bought everything in bulk and it remained unused. I got to the point with her that when she rolled into my house I sat in silence looking at the tv while she wittered on. She crossed a line a fewtimes and I asked her to get out of my house and life. Then one of her children died in an accident. I propped her up through that. Paid her house bills, fags, petrol for the car, all expenses. Cleaned the house. All thankless but I was trying to help her. I talked her partner into telling his parents about his secret family, that their grandchild they’d never met had died. Their response. They sent him back to Pakistan and forced him to marry a cousin and bring her back to the U.K. His parents wanted someone tolook after them. She visited my home every day. Deman to know if I was going out. She rang constantly, texted, facebooked. I didn’t have six hours of peace in a day, she was full on. I couldn’t help her and I was drowning. I failed to recognise myself. Then about two years ago she rang me at 6 in the morning. Full attack on how I was lying to her about having breakfast in town and not inviting her, and was I going today. So I was honest. I said , I like to sit in my own company sometimes when the kids are at school. She went full attack, how I was stupid, her sons believed I had won some money on the lottery a few months ago and not told her. I had won £750 a few years back. I gave her 250 and then she wangled another 250 out of me for a sofa. I said I haven’t won the lotto and not told you. So my sons are liars are they? Her sons by this time were going off the rails. One had got his gridirons pregnant at 14, the other stole his mums car and wrote it off. I had been deliberately extricating myself from her life in the year, the boys weren’t interested in coming to my house. I didn’t want them round my kids to be honest. She screamed. I told her shut up. And I hung up. I blocked her everywhere, even locked mutual friends. Wouldn’t respons]d to her texts. She even showed up at my parents house, she was told to go. It’s been heavenly. I will never allow her back. Last year I got chatting to one of my dads neighbours. She was friendly and asked for my phone number so we could have coffee, I lied and said I didn’t remember of it. I felt tense at the thought of making a new friend.