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So, I opened Pandora's Box earlier this afternoon. It had to be done.
Too many abuses, too much disrespect, for too long.
And the worst part is, he seldom notices he's even doing it.
That aside, there are practical reasons that this has to be done.
I don't want to live in Parkside next year, but I'd probably end up staying there if I don't do anything now.
It's difficult to have friends over because he requires such special treatment.
And I just don't feel safe when chairs are being thrown at the floor, doors are being banged, and walls are being hit, in a very small dormitory room.
Just to furnish a recent example:
About five nights ago, I woke up at 4:30am to a loud phone conversation taking place in the room, regarding a project he was working on. Would it have been that difficult to step out of the room, like I ALWAYS do when he's sleeping and I'm on the phone?
He comes back today and asks me what I'm doing in the evening. I explain I'll be up all night writing a paper. He tells me that under ordinary circumstances, he'd "have a problem with that", but he's so tired that he'll probably be able to sleep even with my (little) light on.
Who said I was even going to stay in the room?! I actually have the courtesy to leave the room if I'm going to be up all night working on a paper. He'd say he can't leave the room, but that's bullshit. He only needs his computer, his supplies, and maybe some texts.
To try to explain this situation to him, I told him that, actually, I wouldn't feel too bad if I stayed up in the room, since he does it all the time to me.
Guess what his reply was: "Well, this is a little different..." oh really? why? because you deserve better treatment than me? what else could it be?
THEN, then, he has the gall to say, "That was a really rude statement out of you, Tim. Maybe it just came out wrong..."
That blew my top. I had to leave the room. And I finally told him what I've been silently eager to say on and off for quite some time, that I am considering reassignment.
And after all that, I'm not only reconsidering it. I'm determined to do it. So long Parkside, it's been real. Time to grow up and move on.
Reassignment may take a few weeks. I will post my new address once I get everything sorted out.
Too many abuses, too much disrespect, for too long.
And the worst part is, he seldom notices he's even doing it.
That aside, there are practical reasons that this has to be done.
I don't want to live in Parkside next year, but I'd probably end up staying there if I don't do anything now.
It's difficult to have friends over because he requires such special treatment.
And I just don't feel safe when chairs are being thrown at the floor, doors are being banged, and walls are being hit, in a very small dormitory room.
Just to furnish a recent example:
About five nights ago, I woke up at 4:30am to a loud phone conversation taking place in the room, regarding a project he was working on. Would it have been that difficult to step out of the room, like I ALWAYS do when he's sleeping and I'm on the phone?
He comes back today and asks me what I'm doing in the evening. I explain I'll be up all night writing a paper. He tells me that under ordinary circumstances, he'd "have a problem with that", but he's so tired that he'll probably be able to sleep even with my (little) light on.
Who said I was even going to stay in the room?! I actually have the courtesy to leave the room if I'm going to be up all night working on a paper. He'd say he can't leave the room, but that's bullshit. He only needs his computer, his supplies, and maybe some texts.
To try to explain this situation to him, I told him that, actually, I wouldn't feel too bad if I stayed up in the room, since he does it all the time to me.
Guess what his reply was: "Well, this is a little different..." oh really? why? because you deserve better treatment than me? what else could it be?
THEN, then, he has the gall to say, "That was a really rude statement out of you, Tim. Maybe it just came out wrong..."
That blew my top. I had to leave the room. And I finally told him what I've been silently eager to say on and off for quite some time, that I am considering reassignment.
And after all that, I'm not only reconsidering it. I'm determined to do it. So long Parkside, it's been real. Time to grow up and move on.
Reassignment may take a few weeks. I will post my new address once I get everything sorted out.