I am so tired of being treated like a monster for being a good person. When we let you move into our tiny apartment, it was a squeeze...but we opened our lives to you because you had nowhere else to go. Guess dating that drug dealer was a bad idea, huh? When you freaked out and invited the cops in to the apartment while I was in the shower, they ignored my vaporizer... so I forgave you about that. When you started having your 'man-friend' over 5 nights a week, I lasted two weeks before I had a tearful meltdown and explained we'd rather you didn't have guests into the tiny apartment without running it by your roommates first. I even explained how, since you aren't on the lease, I had had to fight the landlord just to get permission to stay. Then you brought an alley cat in, without asking again... I even gave you food and flea treatments for her, which you never paid me back for. Recently, after you met some rando at a bar, you decided to have him over even though you told me the day before that you didn't want him to know where you live... and again, without mentioning it first or asking permission from your roommates. Wasn't driving me to tears the first time making things clear??? Oh and lets not forget how you tried to hook up with my family member the first time you met him...Enough is enough. I'm tired of you and your generation's entitled, selfish, ignorant attitude. You hog my gaming bandwidth while you watch your shows on the laptop I fixed and my boyfriend gave you. You leave your burnt pans on the counter daily. You use about six glasses every night, and you've broken more of my kitchen ware and keepsakes than I have in the 20 years I've had them...and you never offered to replace anything until I mentioned it to you numerous times. Not that soulless generic beer glasses can replace the collection of mugs given me by various friends over the years, including people that aren't with us on this earth anymore, or the kitchen ware I've collected from opposite ends of the earth... You just last week broke the coffee bodum and just pretended like you didn't notice. One more thing I have to pay for... Oh, and whenever I mention the time you borrowed my blackhead extractor without asking to friends, they actually retch with disgust! Have you no limits?
You're frequently late on your rent, and you even complained you felt it was too much recently, even though I charge you only a flat third of the rent and bills! You said you're tired of my mess in the living area... the same stuff I had to put in bins to clear my storage room so you could stay in it. I respect your privacy to the point where I wouldn't even knock on your door when it's closed...but you have zero respect for mine, and I've lived on my own for 20 years, unlike you you spoiled, entitled little brat!!! I knew better than to let you move in, but I did it for the love of my wonderful kindhearted boyfriend. I'm done now though, and you can think I'm a big mean asshole all you like! Enjoy it, you’ve crossed the line so many times I feel nothing but happiness that you're finally leaving! Learn some respect!!! Although that might be a tall order for such a dumb self-absorbed jerk. Peace! —A Big Dumb Pushover