So background:

My PhD advisor-
a) asked me how I knew I had depression and wasn't just sad
b) replied to me coming out by telling me she slept with her husband and didn't know how talk of our (past) sexual partners was professional
c) told me if I took MH meds that I wouldn't be able to take credit for my PhD

She is having a way worse month than I am, and I'm having a pretty shit month. She's lost several people close to her, a beloved pet, and one of her old postdocs has cancer (I am at least one step removed from these tragedies).

I just... hope this helps her learn empathy.

She sent an e-mail apologizing for being unavailable lately and I started a draft e-mail in reply, because I WANT to offer condolences, but all I can remember is how little sympathy she had whenever my MH prevented me from being perfectly productive (despite her acknowledging that I'm her most productive student, because I am very very good during my good periods).

I want to say "I'm sorry", but what I actually feel is "now you know what it's like".

Fuck.

(She's no longer my boss, for the record, but she was for 5.5 years and I'm only a year out of it).