Sad

[antiqrule1]

I'm so sad about how my roommates are treating me. It makes me so depressed, no matter how much I fight it. I can be fine when I'm away from my apartment, but I feel the anxiety come over me like a darkening sky as I near it. I walk in and say hello, and there's no response. They eat my food. They've forced me to pay for their Roku and their fan, and they tried to sneak the fan in on me. They are super loud and have visitors constantly. They stood outside the bathroom door and yelled my name the one night Robin stayed the night and showered half an hour before anyone else's shower time. They drank the beer I had in the fridge. They ignored the email I sent to them, asking them if they wanted me to move the furniture that came with my room downstairs before I moved. They gave the apartment keys to the girl who is replacing me, and now she hangs out here when they're not home.

I've done nothing to deserve this. Amanda has already acknowledged that, and we were even friendly until she just stopped talking to me a week ago. Rachel started acting like this the minute I told her I was moving out and has voiced her anger about my moving out after only a couple of months (even though they found a replacement after a week).

I feel broken by this. It's just so unfair. So unfair. I have another three weeks of this, and then I better get my security deposit back. I have anxiety about that. She has to return it, or else I can sue her. But how do I get it back from her when she won't even talk to me, won't even acknowledge my existence.

I'm so sad. It's just mean. And I feel powerless.