BIG UPDATE:
Okay, so I went to my usual group meditation and I really relaxed and gathered my thoughts there…I even told my meditation group (since we go around and say why we are meditating) that I was hurt over a friend’s badmouthing and that I was trying to deal with it and maybe even forgive. All were very supportive and I was very grateful. I had a good meal with them and then went back to my room.
There, I gently confronted my roommate. The conversation was truly frightening. I’ll post verbatim.
”(her name), I heard you what you said the other day…outside of the door. I heard EVERYTHING. It really hurt me. That was hurtful.”
“Oh”
“You really hurt my feelings. I feel awfully upset.”
”(sarcastic) Well, sorry.”
“No, please listen….I don’t like it when people talk behind my back. I wish you would have come to me and we could have fixed things…”
”(sar again) Sorry.”
“Do you hate me? You said you hated me. Do you really hate me?”
“well…uhm…”
“You need to tell me these things, I want to be a good roommate and make this good for both of us, but I don’t like badmouthing.”
“Well, whatever. I needed to vent”
“But what you said was MEAN. You said you hated me! You said I was fat”
“Sorry.”
“I thought you were my friend….you really, REALLY hurt me…”
I burst into tears “Why did you say those things? I am so hurt…I thought I could trust you.”
“Sorry.”
still crying “I’m so upset and hurt!”
“Hmm.”
All the while, she showed NO emotion, just brushed her hair with short, sarcastic replies. I was dumbfounded. She left the room to go brush her teeth. I felt nauseous and I knew I needed to talk to my RA. I went to my RA and told her EVERYTHING about my roommate…even the part about her having an online bf and how they cam all the time and talk til 5 am…
The RA was shocked. There was no debate. She told me that she wanted to move me, and I agreed. I would be put in the same building, different hall, and things would be fine. I could be in a single room, sure, but this time, I’ll leave my door open and see other girls…
I am still shocked. See, when I cried and I expressed my feelings to her, and she didn’t even deny it doing it…well, that was a time that a normal human would feel remorse for hurting someone…I was sobbing with my head in my hands…and she showed NOTHING. No emotion. She just brushed her hair and acted like it was no big deal. NO COMPASSION It makes sense now…she was always saying that she HATED people, animals, community service, etc.
Even when I had mono and I had a 103 degree fever 1st semester…I once dropped my tissue box on the floor and I couldn’t reach. She just stood next to it and watched. No emotion, didn’t help. When I asked for help getting it, she said “why can’t you get out of bed” Well I had mono, I could barely move!
If that’s not abnormal, then I’ll be damned. I am no psychiatrist (yet) but my god, there is something seriously wrong with that girl. Literally ZERO human compassion and that moment proved it to me. I have been nothing but good to her…I set up a wireless network for us to share, I always gave her privacy, I brought her desserts from the dining hall, and I left her alone most of the time (since I’m always in the library.) I don’t deserve this, so yes, I’m FINALLY moving out.
Oh, and after talking with the RA and stuff…I went back into my room. She was on the bed, laughing and chatting away with her bf like nothing happened. Sick. I just grabbed my laptop and I’m not going back to the room until I KNOW she’s asleep.
I should be moving out this weekend. The RA knows me well and said if I am to be with someone else, she’ll choose someone nice! I’m hopeful! (it’s a small college so there’s a bit more choice here in terms of rooms). I don’t even have to talk to my roommate, my RA will do everything and I’ll just be moving stuff out. No questions asked.
I am very proud of myself and how this situation was handled. I gave my roommate the benefit of the doubt and another chance, but now I saw her true side, and I don’t like it. I obviously can’t trust her anymore, esp. knowing that she hates me and badmouths me, so I should move out….See, she was actually preventing me from getting friends because she wouldn’t let me keep the door open…or let people in…
I am so happy to be moving on from her! It is good to know that soon I will be in a healthier situation, whatever that is. I don’t need her pathology and antisocial behaviour to put me into a rut. I definitely don’t deserve to be belittled like that. This is a real turning point for me and I am optimistic.
Thank you all for reading.