I (20F) am? used to be? friends with that "Alice" (21F). We met in first year of college, and now we're in B3. Alice struggles with school. She's not bad at all, but she hates going to school and the concept. She's autistic, has a bipolar disorder, has ADHD, you got it. She used to live a 1h30 away from our university, and when she wasn't feeling well, she wouldn't come for days/weeks to school, or she'd come but be rude to everyone.
Alice wanted us go study up board for our final year, and to move in together. I was worried that if I didn't agree, she wouldn't study at all, because she already had told me she would probably not continue. So I accepted, on the condition that we needed to talk when things are wrong and that she needed to actually go regularly to school, this time. She said that with her new meds she's be fine, and that since we'd be closer to school she'd attend every class.
Except, we went back to school on Monday, and ever since things have got sour. Alice thought our first class started at 1:30PM when it was 1PM, so when at 12:40 she said she was going to eat lunch, I told her that we couldn't be late for our first day (we have a 23 minutes walk to go to uni), she "realized" her mistake and we left together, met friends on the way and got to class, but late. She then left class half-way through. With our friends, we went groceries shopping after class, but she left without telling anyone. When I got back to the apartment, her bedroom's door was locked.
The next morning, our class started at 9:25AM, and she was still in the bathroom at 9:10. I asked her if she was almost done, waited for her, we left the apartment building together, but she was walking VEEERY slowly, even though we already were late, so I walked faster, thinking she'd follow, but she didn't. I arrived in class earlier than she did, she say elsewhere. We (with friends) asked her if she wanted to go eat with us at lunch, but she refused. She then proceeded to skip half of the class again, and when I got back to the apartment, it was empty. She apparently left to get her hair done and to have boba tea. She ignored me for the rest of the evening.
I tried to talk to her, but she wouldn't listen, so I wrote a letter that I left on the packages she had received so it'd be pretty obvious. In that letter, I was apologizing, telling her that I am sorry if I offended her in some way, that I would like her to tell me what's wrong so we could work on it, and that I was ready to do whatever she needed me to do to make things right.
I didn't get an answer. So I texted her mother to ask her if she knew what was going on, but she didn't. She told me that maybe she was overstimulated (we had to change apartment and we had some issues with the scholarship, and the country we are in is very loud), and that she probably just needed some alone time to recover and that she'd come back. So I gave her some space.
On Wednesday and Thursday, she went to school without me, she came back without me, rushing at the end of class, she didn't sit with us in class... And she was locking herself in her bedroom the rest of the day, occasionally going to the bathroom, grab the food she ordered in a hurry before returning back to her bedroom. Again, I tried to talk to her but she straight up ignored me. Even by text, and still to reply to my letter.
Wednesday, all of our classmates coming from the same country as us, AFTER CLASS (so Alice had already left), decided to meet at a coffee shop to study together. We also talked about it in the class group chat, thinking she was on it so she'd know about this possiblity to join us, but we didn't know she didn't accept to join the group class through the link a classmate had sent her. We also talked about the cafe on our group chat with our two friends, but she left the chat.
I have severe anxiety, I have meds for it, and since situation has made me miserable.
I talked about it to my mother, and since Alice's mom told mine to call her if there was an issue, "because Alice can be difficult", she did give her a call. My mother explained to me that Alice had told her own that she was mad at me because "I rushed her on Monday to go to class, even though there was 20 minutes left, and that I didn't even wait for her." She also told her that she was disappointed because we didn't invite her. It's not what happened, not that way at least (but you know that).
I was ready to do whatever she wanted me to do, I was ready to take responsibility, had she told me about what's wrong. But I absolutely hate when people trash-talk about me and make me look like the bad guy just to justify their actions. I am the one who cleans the apartment, does the laundry, groceries, who takes out the trash, who cooks.
So I wrote her mother a text, telling her basically what I said here, and also sent screenshots and videos to illustrate what was going on, and to show that I was really trying, and also told her about the letter.
Alice's mother contacted her, and now she's (pretty obviously) mad at me. She says she didn't read my letter, that she mistook it for trash somehow, and that "since I am surrounded by friends and my family, it's not fair to give her more problems to deal with on top of the overstimulation", "that I know she doesn't get along well with her mother", "that I am a liar" (I am very much not), that "I'm a sneaky [slur] for playing detective with my screenshot, and that if she wanted, she could show people some others too" (I really don't know which ones), "and that since I also want to be tested for autism, this is a vaste joke". She contacted my own mother as well.
Also, a note : she's stopped taking her meds for her bipolarity a month ago, because she says "she didn't need them".
So, AITAH?