In the entrance to my building I came across a lady who seemed to be in her twenties, wearing a hood, and with several sores the size of a pinky fingernail on her cheeks and forehead. Thing is, the lady looked familiar but I did not stare so I can't be sure. She reminded me of the young lady who used to live in the apartment across the corridor from mine.
This lady may in fact still be living there but I haven't seen her at her door or heard her since the fall. She was experiencing obvious personality changes at the time, getting increasingly furious over nothing. I could even hear her yelling in her apartment but she was alone there. She got a dog a few months ago and was yelling at it also. It's like something had sucked any hint of patience from her. She got into lots of verbal fights with the guy next door from her but he's moved since.
I really hope it's not her but the face and hoody sure looked like it was her. Can meth affect a person's face in just a few months? I thought it would take a couple of years. Might not be her since this lady had always been civil to me (I was always nice to her, giving her popsicles this summer...) and the person I crossed yesterday looked the other way without saying a word.
Sad, whoever that was. Just a shell now.
This lady may in fact still be living there but I haven't seen her at her door or heard her since the fall. She was experiencing obvious personality changes at the time, getting increasingly furious over nothing. I could even hear her yelling in her apartment but she was alone there. She got a dog a few months ago and was yelling at it also. It's like something had sucked any hint of patience from her. She got into lots of verbal fights with the guy next door from her but he's moved since.
I really hope it's not her but the face and hoody sure looked like it was her. Can meth affect a person's face in just a few months? I thought it would take a couple of years. Might not be her since this lady had always been civil to me (I was always nice to her, giving her popsicles this summer...) and the person I crossed yesterday looked the other way without saying a word.
Sad, whoever that was. Just a shell now.
