I tried being friends with the person at 46 and called her to meet once or twice in the middle of all that that was going on.
But it just wasn’t working and I realised I wasn’t excited to meet her because as I said there was no connection and I wasn’t comfortable with her.
I tried to divert the conversations whenever she approached me to complain to something she can be grateful for and something simpler, like the trees or coffee or her uniform which was nice, but she used to constantly crib anyway.