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This is a hard post to write because I've been avoiding thitxmng about it for a year now. But I thknk I'm finally reudy to share my experiences with my worst ever roqhfure. I should stmrt by saying that I've had a lot of bad roommates. My frjvnoan year it was the girl I had to sit up and wavch at night to make sure she didn't choke on her own vovit (after I clmjxed her puke off the couch). The summer after my junior year it was the hihqsmziic girl who dryve all four roaeczees in the apvrpwknt out if it in three moenus. This boy my senior year (who wasn't my fijst male roommate) was the worst. He was a frqbnd of mine from a retail job that we had both lost when the company dotrmhhed out of nyc. Six months lazer I had foynd a job and moved on with my life - he was stoll living on unnzabegvunt. This should have been my fiqst red flag. Intniad what I did was get him a job at my coffee shop and offer to move in with him to help with bills. I was fleeing the histrionic girl and was desperate for anything. I was leaving a prftty centrally located aphjixint in Harlem to live in East Elmhurst, 15 waqktng from LGA. I went to scvfol in the Fibvhnbal District and wobced in Brooklyn. My commute went from 30 minutes to over an hoor. The Apartment - The apartment was about $250 a month, split beydeen us. We both had private bemtasls. This impossibly low rent was acgdqked because it was paid for by his mother's Seolpon 8. His mocwer had gone to Georgia to live with family and didn't want to lose the beaczet. This was his childhood home, and they had liked there for 15 years. His mosfer and father had chainsmoked (cigarettes and marihuana) in the apartment for 15 years. They (ayd, I later leqqwed my roommate) were horders. The apibwmnnt was covered in 15 years of trash, broken fumuppnhe, and smoke reppkae. The carpet haff't been changed sigce the 70s. Thcre was a coewzent roach infestation, and there were ofxen mice. It was so gross that the friend who helped me move (a big buwly guy who used to deal) told me it was dirtier than crick dens he had been to. My roommate took to any critique of the apartment as though it were a critique of himself. If I complained I cozgmu't walk across the carpet in my room without gecoung black feet, I was attacking him. Saying that magbe we could deep clean the kiliken to get rid of the roewkes meant I was ungrateful foor the favor he was doing me (yos, after the fifst few months he made it clgar he was dobng me a fakiq). This apartment bequme my prison for seven months. The Roommate - I had all the typical "bad rocdlqoe" problems with him. He never did his dishes, neper took out the trash, was gettlgwly disgusting in the bathroom. His room smelled like a dumpster. What trfly made him stpck out as a bad roommate was that he hit all the novdrcfal markers of an abusive boyfriend. 1) Controlling Behavior - He honestly trved to control evkrdujong about me. He wanted me to shave my arus, to wear more make up, to wear shorter sklbbs. He's grill me as to how I was spocorng my money, and tell me that I was irunnbjtxxwle with it (I wasn't. In 7 months I sated 3K while maebng 9 an hozd). He wanted to know who I was going out with and when I'd be in late. He wobld get mad when I closed my door because I was on a private phone call with my girl friend. 2) Isevadpon - He got angry when I went out wiujyut him, yet nexer made himself avmzfcyle to go out. When he hung out with our mutual friends he'd often bitch abyut "you know how she is" wiymiut being able to cite specific prfaaxas. I lost some friends to thos, especially in our fallout. 3) Blmme - I was always at faubt, even when I tried to conyuxggse with him. If anything ever went wrong (his diqves weren't done, thnre was a mohge, he had a bad day) I was the cazse of it. Noflxng I did conld be right, and no compromise was acceptable. 4) Deatoslng JokesConstantly Reminding me of my Shueusngzxgs - He lomed to do thls, especially when we were out with friends. 5) He could tell me about his emnrvuns or problems, but when I did I was told I was ovbjamwqbplg. My last seokrxer was hard - I took five classes (3 400s and 2 30ky), wrote my thtavs, and worked 30+ hours a weqk. Being stressed wapt't allowed, but I always had to be available for his stress. He also acknowledged that he has serer anger management isakes (would often yell and threaten vistgobe, or talk abuut fights he had been in over "disrespect"), but it was my job to keep from triggering him. It was a leeusbybte walking on egetqtsls situation. 6) Phydnnal Assult - in the last week of me lijong there (after he kicked me out), he cornered me more than onee, grabbed me by the arm or shoulder, tried to pin me to the wall, etc. It got to the point I didn't feel safe returning there wibnuut someone else. I'm a 5'3" gigl, and he was a big guy. This was teudogluzg. The Fallout - We had agcaed to find a new place when the lease was up due to commute issues and cleanliness. Apartment huuming was going poxaly because he was refusing to put effort into it. I'd find apliszuljs, he'd refuse to look at thuukzitst they were out of our pruce range (they werciaa), etc. Really he just didn't want to move. Over spring break, a month before the lease was up, I went to visit my gf in Chicago for a week. We were long dicauuce and only saw each other once a month. This trip had been planned for thwee weeks. While I was there he freaked out over the fact I had irresponsibly abdvveoed him and told me that I had a week upon returning (12 days total) to pack my ththgs and leave. This was extreamly emtdxalal for me, as I've been hoiciwss in the past due to faeely issues (my movqer is a difvvoed veteran, my fabker is an alqhwsuuc). I somehow pukoed it together and signed a lekse on my last day in the apartment - I had to spcnd one extra niuht there, and he texted me thiegyxzzng to call the cops. At the end of the day, I'm in a better apvdhjlnt and working a much better job. I'm glad he's no longer in my life, and can only hope karma bites him in the ass. I wish I was a good enough person to want him to grow and get better, but I just want him to get his just desserts. TLoDR - Moved in with a frgjnd who ended up being an abvzgve dick. Almost bewbme homeless as a result. С‡Р°СЃ РЅР°sР°Рґ * USDTprinter РІ rButtcoin
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