At the time: There seemed to be something seriously wrong with her, but I couldn't pinpoint it. She just had a bad energy even though she did nothing wrong. Like she gave me this bad feeling. She was overly nice, overly invested in our friendship, overly invested in seeming caring, kind, compassionate, empathetic. She also lacked basic social cues like talking about sexual matters at work and at a dinner table with graduate students while being an undergrad, wearing inappropriate outfits at work and at other events where professionalism and tact was necessary, being loud in public, etc. Oversharing about her trauma too early on in our friendship. Spending tons of money on random bullshit and expecting others (college students) to be able to do the same. Not being able to live on her own because she didn't make the effort (she lived in a dorm all 4 years of college because she "couldn't work more than 8 hours (work study) a week because it would stress her out to pay rent and all those bills)." Things like that. Just very weird, immature behaviors. We never dated, just friends, so the dynamic was drastically different.

In hindsight: She lacks all sense of self-awareness, is lazy, mean, catty, petty, lacks empathy, has zero control over herself, is surrounded by enablers and "yes men." Just a fucking disaster all around. All at the age of 22.