![]() Shell cross boundaries and re-arrange my stuff, go into my room while I'm not here, and doesn't respect my personal space at all. Well in the few months we've lived together she's constantly gets on my nerves. She'll even talk badly about the children of mutual friends. She's always tweeting stuff about pregnant people and how she doesn't understand why someone would want to be pregnant at this age, and how much she hates children. She doesn't have anyone to go out with anymore so she'll often get drunk at the house by herself or invite random people who she's not friends with over, so she'll have someone to drink with. For the most part I've respected her wishes, he'll only come over when she's gone (he doesn't like her also so most of the time he won't come over if she's there) I can also tell she resents me, like I got pregnant on purpose. When I finally got home from the ER she told me she didn't like my boyfriend and never wanted him to come over again. He responded with "do you even really care" and that started a whole war between them. Around 7pm that night she decided to text my boyfriend and ask if was okay. I ignored her msgs because I was obviously pre-occupied. She freaked out on me saying she was going to be late because of me and yada yada yada. While driving to the ER she blew up my phone asking for the door codes to get back into the building because they had just changed. We worked at the same job at the time and when I was leaving to go to the ER she saw me crying and when I told her I thought it MC all she said was "that sucks". A couple weeks later I was at work and thought I had a MC. Of course she was the first I told and her first reaction was "i don't think you're fit to be a parent yet, you should consider adoption or abortion" and she also encouraged me to have "one last night out" and drink, knowing I was pregnant. I realized I hadn't had my period and wanted to take a test before I went out drinking. ![]() The day I found out I was about to celebrate my bday. Anyways, I found out I was pregnant 3 weeks after she moved in. The girl I asked to live with me was a friend, we partied a lot together and always got along, plus we were able to be friends out of a party atmosphere. In the past my boyfriend and I of 3 years lived together but decided we needed to live separately for a year or so to get back on track with our personal goals. It's gonna be a long one, so I apologize. My roommate is the poster child for bad roommates. Hello Ladies, I really need advice/input on my roommate situation.
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