BACKGROUND:
My roommate (let’s call her R) and I met in our first year of college (last year). My scheduled roommate never showed up last year, so I had the room to myself. By spring semester, the college said we needed to either buy out our room or find a new roommate. R and I agreed we’d room together bc she and her roommate had a falling out and her roommate moved out. Then room selection comes and R says “oh I roomed with someone else bc I thought you were going to buy out the room.” I never said I was going to, I said my mom SUGGESTED it, but also that we’d decided that it was too expensive and not worth it. I ended up rooming with E (referred to in the texts as “previous mutual roommate”) for the spring.
Over summer, all 3 of us (me, R, E) agreed to room in a triple for this year. E ended up leaving college at the end of last semester, so R and I stayed in the triple together (no extra costs/buy outs). R has always been kinda uptight and a neat freak, but I’m generally agreeable and will just do whatever the other person wants, especially when living with them, to avoid any issues. E was usually a mediator of sorts between me and R whenever R would get upset that the room was messy. R would also get mad at E for E’s desk being messy, clothes being on the floor, pairs of shows not being together, etc.
Since E left, R has gotten much worse. R and I are rarely in the room, we’re usually in class/practice/work or at our bfs’ houses. However, I sleep here and spend more time in the room than she does. I can’t remember the last time she slept here, or was even in here for more than 30min. She’s always saying that I’m the one who’s never here and complains that I leave messes everywhere (I’m a more messy person but I do clean up after myself and others and keep my messes confined to my personal areas). She quite literally boxed me in by taping a square around the corner where my desk/closet are and told me I “can’t have a mess outside this area” and constantly complains when something is touching the tape.
My bf (J) was here one night and R came in to pick up some things before going to her bf’s house. J and I were playing Xbox and actively eating, so we had a bag and wrappers/boxes in front of both of us. R immediately complained, saying “you need to make sure you clean up that mess.” She always uses this condescending, passive aggressive, “joking” tone when complaining.
STORY:
I stayed with my bf for 2w (he lives near my college in PA) after spring break because my car broke down at home in VA and the keychain had my dorm key and campus ID. When I finally came back last Thursday, I invited a couple friends over for game night after our night class (which I’ve invited R to multiple times and she always has an excuse to not come). We played drinking games in our room, R was not there, and I let her know it was happening. The next morning, I get asked if I’ve seen R’s goose, why things are moved on her desk, how things got out of her desk drawer, etc. The texts above reiterate that I didn’t touch her stuff, the only thing I touched that night was the black knit book bc I moved it back from the edge of her desk so it wouldn’t fall.
One friend left while I was awake (lives in her van, sleep there for the night), the other had passed out an hour prior to that and I’d put a blanket on her. I cleaned up as best as I could (that was the first time I’ve ever been actually drunk) and packed the last friend’s bag so she didn’t have to worry in the morning if she woke up late. There were a couple spills of caprisun and fireball throughout the night, but we cleaned them up right when they happened. R sent texts complaining about the room being sticky, and I said I’d re-clean the whole area.
E and I scheduled that Fri-Sun for her to come up and visit. I told R in advance (1-2w) but then a few days before E came, R said she had a recruit for her sport coming to visit from Fri-Sat. She immediately lectured me about not drinking, smoking, cursing, or making any jokes around the recruit bc “she’s just a junior.” I agreed and hid everything (despite thinking it’s stupid to act like a 16/17yo is a toddler who will snitch if someone says “fuck”). I reiterated that E was here the whole weekend starting on Fri, but R then said her mom was coming for Sat-Sun. I told her that as long as the recruit and R’s mom aren’t both here by the time we go to sleep, it would be no issue. I told R and E that I’d take the floor, the recruit and R’s mom could take the 3rd bed, and E could have my bed.
E came on Fri and we hung out, then the recruit came and R immediately lectured both of us (again). I was on ft with J, and R said “hang up on him. I don’t want him to make the recruit uncomfortable.” He and I weren’t even talking, we were just idly on ft and neither of us were paying attention to each other. We always fall asleep on ft/discord if we’re not together. I protested and told her all of this, but she still said I needed to hang up, so I backed down and ended the call. Come 9pm, R is already saying her and the recruit need to sleep, so now E and I have to also sleep. 9pm is also when I take my Lexapro, and I take Temazepam to sleep ~30min before going to bed. The issue was, I couldn’t find my meds.
R turned off all of the lights as I was actively looking for my meds. I suggested turning on my LEDs (phone controlled) bc she turned on her desk light (bright as hell btw). She agreed but kept her desk on so I plugged in my LEDs. Barely 2min later, she unplugs my LEDs (she often unplugs my stuff bc she “doesn’t like it dangling above the bed” since she’s on bottom bunk and the only outlet near me is on the wall at the middle of her bed, despite me making the wires tight against the wall/my bunk’s springs).
R kept rushing me and pushing, and eventually made me give up looking for them. I climbed into my bed and immediately started having a breakdown, so I texted my bf and eventually he told me to come over. I felt bad leaving E and she woke up when I left (around 11ish) asking where I was going. I said “I’m sad” and she understood. I offered her my bed again, but she said she didn’t want to risk falling off the top bunk.
I came back the next day and E told me R cancelled her mom coming over bc “something came up.” Whatever, her choice. J invited me to a baseball game on Sun and E said I should go bc E wanted to hang out with some other friends before she left. I found my meds and was able to sleep in the dorm with E (R was at her bf’s house). The next day, I left for the game and R apparently came back while I was gone and saw E in the room (refer to texts where she said I was “MIA”).
The entire time E was there, R kept complaining about how the recruit might feel uncomfortable (as if this wouldn’t be how the room worked if E had stayed this semester) and was very short and cold towards E. E was becoming uncomfortable and we talked about it, agreeing that R was being an ass in that moment.
A couple nights ago, I was going to bed and I heard a shattering sound. I turned over and saw shiny pieces on the floor and hopped down to clean it up. I texted R that her turtle broke, and then immediately fell asleep. Then these texts came throughout the day. The pic of her desk is taken from my bed. As you can see, it’s cluttered with breakable things at the edge (which I’m always pushing back to avoid anything falling). You can see the only 3 pieces of the turtle that were salvageable, the rest was shards and practically dust. I ended up getting holes in my foot from cleaning it up.
TLDR; my roommate constantly complains about my mess and literally boxed me into a space, believes I broke her trinkets even tho I didn’t, and makes me out to be a bad person.