This Roommate Situation is Getting Out of Control

I know exactly when things went downhill.  About a month into the school year I got into an argument with Suzie (hypothetical name) who happened to be friends with my roommate as well.  Admittedly, the argument was my fault, but it really did not directly concern my roommate.  After I worked things out with Suzie, Suzie told my roommate about the argument we had. And that’s when all hell broke lose.

My roommate would do things to intentionally anger me. She went to bed angry, she woke up angry. She slammed the doors, she had the TV blaring when I was asleep, she didn’t speak to me, she would talk about me on the phone with me in the room, and she exploded when I woke up within 15 minutes of her  (when clearly we had early classes at the same time). Just lovely, huh?

After a few days passed and she appeared to have calmed down, I confronted her about the incident and asked if she had a problem with me. She said she had a problem a few days prior, but she was over it now.  After that incident things were still shaky. Of course they were, how can you befriend somebody after all that?Well after a few more months of not really talking I told her that we really need to start getting to know each other and talking more. She agreed. Unfortunately, that lasted all but a day or two.

Ever since then things have been on the gradual decline. She’s still angry at me for God only knows what reason(s). And now I’m angry at her for making my living conditions miserable.  Luckily for me she is not in the room much.  But when I enter the room she promptly leaves the minute I do. She talks to my friends about how she “hates being in my presence” and only states petty reasons for doing so.  When she has a problem with me she writes it down on a piece of paper instead of saying it to my face (i.e. “you spilled milk in the fridge. Mold is bad.”) How hard is it to say something that simple to someone’s face?

I know she is not that horrible of a roommate. She respects my stuff and she does not steal, which is honestly something I am most grateful for in this whole ordeal.  I do the same. Stealing isn’t my thing, and although disrespecting/vandalizing her stuff is mighty tempting, I will not sink so low. Yet, I can’t think of ever disliking a person as much as I dislike her. “Hate” is also a word that comes to mind but I will not let someone like that control such a strong emotion, especially when they do not deserve it.

I’m done ranting here.  Graduation is right around the corner, and people like her make me so greatful that I’m moving on to bigger and better things.