Major rant ahead. I’ve never been this frusturated with someone since a certain someone said “Extend the case evidence; my partner will explain it later.”
Tonight, after working for 10 and a half fucking hours, I decided to clean the kitchen. As I was cleaning, I noticed that my roommate’s stuff was gone. Then I noticed that something of mine was gone. Then I realized that she went through the kitchen without me. We had been saying for the past two months at least that we should go through the kitchen together before she moves out, precisely to avoid situations like this one. We had scheduled a time this week, but then someone asked me to dogsit for them, so I asked Roommate if we could reschedule. Well, I was pretty pissed when i found out that she already did it without even letting me know. So I called her and told her that I was upset and that something of mine was missing. And of course, she started making excuses. One of them was how crazy her schedule was. So she couldn’t even call me and let me know that this was happening? My schedule’s crazy too, but at least I have the courtesy to bother to let her know what’s going on. Then, of course, she started brining things up that were totally unrelated to the discussion we were currently having. She claims that she hates conflict, but she sure knows how to dig up the past and name a litany of things that is wrong with me. She’s so passive aggressive it’s borderline insanity. This bullshit is precisely her passive aggressive nature coming out. I’m just really pissed that she can’t even respect me enough to let me know what’s going on, and she’s so sketch that she just goes and does the exact opposite of what we’ve been talking about doing for months. So I channeled my anger into cleaning the kitchen and finding more things of mine that are missing.
If she respects me and regards me this little, then I’m not going to her fucking wedding. I’m so fucking sick and tired of dealing with her that every time I see her name come up on my phone, I groan. The reason why she has so few friends is that she only cares about herself and I’m fucking tired of dealing with it. I’ve stood here and let her abuse me in the name of making things right, but it seems like the conversation we had once went in one ear and out the other. So forget it. I’m done with this.
I hope you have a written list of the missing things that you can maybe email to her so that she can’t be all “ohh…I don’t know what stuff is yours [stall, stall, stall].” Plus then you look all aggressive, which can’t hurt. That is pretty icky.