getting the fuck out
Erin,
Since we don't really communicate well through talking, I figured we'd cover more ground if I sent you a "letter.” I think that regardless of what you may think, I try my best to do as much around the house as I can. If anyone should understand how hard I work, it should be you. I doubt you take notice of me regardless, and that hurts me, because I really thought we were friends, but I just feel like all I am to you is a rent check. You disregard the fact that I also live in the apartment and you pretty much do whatever you want, without any consideration of me. The sad part about that is that you let Mike do whatever he pleases as well. I really do apologize if I come off frank, but sometimes Mike comes in the apartment when it’s just me there, it’s very uncomfortable. Also, I can't tell you what to do in your bedroom, but it shows me that you really don't respect me in the least, when I can’t go to sleep at night because you and Mike make it plainly obvious that you’re having sex. I try my hardest to keep my volume at a minimal when you guys are home and I and Perry do that, so I would assume that you would have that respect for me. You make me feel like a visitor in my own house. You can walk around in your underwear and I feel like I can't do that because Mike is always there, and it doesn't even feel like home. I don't even want to come home most of the time, because I know all I am is money that lets you live next to Mike and that's it. I've put a lot of money into that apartment; not just my room. You filled refrigerator from top to bottom and made it so that I have little to no room for food for myself, but constantly have food for you and Mike, food you two's apartment, I guess. I feel used. If you just wanted to live with Mike, why bring me along for the ride just so I can help house you two? I feel rejected the second I walk into the door. Perry doesn't like coming over because he feels so unwelcome, which puts a huge strain on our relationship. Unlike you, I don't see my boyfriend but once or twice every week aside from work, so that time is really important to me. But I really can't deal with you constantly shunning me and then the only thing you have to say to me is criticizing my habits. I thought I was going into this situation with a friend and I was really excited, but it’s been beating me up since day one. You can ask Perry, within the first few weeks of us living together; I was upset that we pretty much stopped hanging out with each other. I understand if when things go right with Mike, you don't need me, it’s happened before; it'll happen again, just respect me as your roommate. I'm tired of coming home and immediately going up to my room, and having to tell Perry that we can't relax in the den after work because it is always occupied. I can't live like this anymore; I am completely miserable where I am, and it’s just not where I belong anymore. I’m trying to better my life, as opposed to standing still while working my ass off to pay rent somewhere where I’m not even welcome. If I was happy and satisfied with my living situation, it would be worth it. But it’s not. I feel I would be better off back at my parents’ house so I could continue with school and go somewhere with my life. My parents are also in their own financial situation right now, and they really need me back home. I know this is not something that you had expected, and I’m sorry if it caught you by surprise. I know you were relying on me to be your roommate at least until December, but I can’t. If I could wait until then, I would. But my family needs me now, and I cannot turn my back on them. I don’t know if you want another roommate, or just keep it you and Mike; though the latter seems to be what you really want. I feel that you’d probably be happier without me living there, because it seems to me that it’s more important that you live with Mike rather than with me. I spoke to Darren and explained that I had a situation at home and needed to move out, and he told me I needed to talk that over with you. I know this affects you greatly, but I need to do what’s best for me. I apologize if it seems like I’m being selfish, but no one is going to look out for me but me, and this is what I need to do.
Since we don't really communicate well through talking, I figured we'd cover more ground if I sent you a "letter.” I think that regardless of what you may think, I try my best to do as much around the house as I can. If anyone should understand how hard I work, it should be you. I doubt you take notice of me regardless, and that hurts me, because I really thought we were friends, but I just feel like all I am to you is a rent check. You disregard the fact that I also live in the apartment and you pretty much do whatever you want, without any consideration of me. The sad part about that is that you let Mike do whatever he pleases as well. I really do apologize if I come off frank, but sometimes Mike comes in the apartment when it’s just me there, it’s very uncomfortable. Also, I can't tell you what to do in your bedroom, but it shows me that you really don't respect me in the least, when I can’t go to sleep at night because you and Mike make it plainly obvious that you’re having sex. I try my hardest to keep my volume at a minimal when you guys are home and I and Perry do that, so I would assume that you would have that respect for me. You make me feel like a visitor in my own house. You can walk around in your underwear and I feel like I can't do that because Mike is always there, and it doesn't even feel like home. I don't even want to come home most of the time, because I know all I am is money that lets you live next to Mike and that's it. I've put a lot of money into that apartment; not just my room. You filled refrigerator from top to bottom and made it so that I have little to no room for food for myself, but constantly have food for you and Mike, food you two's apartment, I guess. I feel used. If you just wanted to live with Mike, why bring me along for the ride just so I can help house you two? I feel rejected the second I walk into the door. Perry doesn't like coming over because he feels so unwelcome, which puts a huge strain on our relationship. Unlike you, I don't see my boyfriend but once or twice every week aside from work, so that time is really important to me. But I really can't deal with you constantly shunning me and then the only thing you have to say to me is criticizing my habits. I thought I was going into this situation with a friend and I was really excited, but it’s been beating me up since day one. You can ask Perry, within the first few weeks of us living together; I was upset that we pretty much stopped hanging out with each other. I understand if when things go right with Mike, you don't need me, it’s happened before; it'll happen again, just respect me as your roommate. I'm tired of coming home and immediately going up to my room, and having to tell Perry that we can't relax in the den after work because it is always occupied. I can't live like this anymore; I am completely miserable where I am, and it’s just not where I belong anymore. I’m trying to better my life, as opposed to standing still while working my ass off to pay rent somewhere where I’m not even welcome. If I was happy and satisfied with my living situation, it would be worth it. But it’s not. I feel I would be better off back at my parents’ house so I could continue with school and go somewhere with my life. My parents are also in their own financial situation right now, and they really need me back home. I know this is not something that you had expected, and I’m sorry if it caught you by surprise. I know you were relying on me to be your roommate at least until December, but I can’t. If I could wait until then, I would. But my family needs me now, and I cannot turn my back on them. I don’t know if you want another roommate, or just keep it you and Mike; though the latter seems to be what you really want. I feel that you’d probably be happier without me living there, because it seems to me that it’s more important that you live with Mike rather than with me. I spoke to Darren and explained that I had a situation at home and needed to move out, and he told me I needed to talk that over with you. I know this affects you greatly, but I need to do what’s best for me. I apologize if it seems like I’m being selfish, but no one is going to look out for me but me, and this is what I need to do.