Can I please just leave this place now.
It's not exactly the worst-case scenario, but it's getting there. Moving can be such a pain in the ass logistically, but often comes from necessity. This will be my first move in 3 years. I feel decided on this. I've really given it a good chance with the people I live with but it is a bad fit.
I'm sure many people my age (25) have experienced distressing roommate issues. I naively believed that it wouldn't happen to me because I trusted the dynamic I had with my friend. So, of course it did happen to me. After he tried to get out of the lease halfway through the year, I begrudgingly accepted his girlfriend move in with us after they failed to find a place and secure people to take his part of the lease. This was a very furious month of my life because I felt backstabbed he would go ahead to do this behind my back and leave me holding the bag, a rent I couldn't afford on my own. This was all the while I was experiencing the most intense winter semester of university.
His girlfriend's move in was a band-aid solution for the interim period until our lease is fulfilled in August. We discussed conditions upon her move in and over a couple months have eroded to the point I am reminding them every week of the obligations they owe to the house. I've been out of the house much more frequently because of this. I cannot stand living in a space that is occupied by their mess and refusal to clean it up.
So I spoke with them last week to understand their intentions with the space. Our original conversation intended for them to move out after the lease was up. Of course they would not honour that as they couldn't honour any other word. I knew they wanted to stay in the house, but they are afraid to tell me unless I ask them directly. So I asked and they said exactly that. I announced I will be moving out at the end of the lease. Neither of them seemed to have a problem with that and better for them, they can be messy together without my presence.
This whole situation saddens me so much. I will miss this house and never envisioned myself being driven out of it by such irresponsibility. It will be difficult to find a place that offers me just as much as this house did. I'll do my best, but I know there will be changes and adjustments.
I lament losing a friend from this too. Obviously, our friendship has changed drastically since I have seen his willingness to throw me under the bus. My roommate has seen very little of our mutual friends as well. I don't understand what is going on with him. He does not communicate and seems basically uninterested in seeing people apart from what his girlfriend organizes. I have issues with her too, as I've learned she holds a mean grudge and operates on gossip. The type of person who is nice to see at a party, but I would never be close to. I know for sure I have been shit-talked by her in private - why? - because even her close friends she shit-talks, not playfully, nastily.
All in all I needed to externalize this because I can feel these things eating my insides and my gut cannot keep quiet these days. It hurts to be around here, but not for much longer.
