I have a friend who texted me one week ago saying (paraphrasing) “Someone important to me has died, I will not be in communication for a few days.”
Okay. I replied with commiserations etc.
The next day she texted me again, “I won’t be going to [thing we planned to go to a few days later]. And I’ll probably be completely out of touch for a while.”
I ask if I can do anything, bring food etc, and I ask if she’ll mind if I check in in about a week, and she replies “Thanks, I’m okay, and feel free to check in, but I don’t know when I’ll have a phone again.”
She’s not going to have a phone? Okay…
Maybe her friend who died lives in the Australian Outback. Iunno. She’s a good friend but it’s not like I know everything about her.
The next day, her husband–with whom she has been in a trial separation for about a month–leaves a message on her facebook wall. “If anyone needs to get in touch with [her name here], contact me and I’ll pass it along. Please don’t inundate me with questions, though–I don’t really feel like talking about it.”
Okay, it’s her private life, I need to not interfere but I’m starting to get a “wtf is happening” feeling. I start to have paranoid fantasies that he’s done something to her which I KNOW IS REALLY SILLY but I get into “worst case scenario mode” sometimes. I recognize that for what it is, and move on.
Today the pressure breaks, and I actually do a drive by of her house. (She just lives a couple minutes away so it is unfortunately easy for me to feed my paranoia in this way.) Her car is still in the driveway, which means she isn’t going to work and hasn’t been, probably, which worries me, and there is a broken window–which I had never heard mention of, and which I know must have happened within the two weeks prior to my last contact with her. Something like this would normally have been posted to facebook.
Maybe she was in an accident, her friend in the passenger seat died, she is ashamed to say it, and she’s at the hospital incommunicado? That’s the best case scenario running through my head right now.
Worst case scenario, her husband in an (as far as I know uncharacteristic) fit of rage attacked her and is holding her, or worse. Which I know is just, just BEYOND silly to think. But I can’t let go of the thought.
Two questions:
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Can you please provide me with some mundane scenarios?
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Should I do something? Like, would calling the police about this be COMPLETELY inappropriate? Not to spout my paranoid fantasies but just to see if they are up for checking in on her or something.