• Finally Free

    by  • August 27, 2010 • Friends, Frustration, Letting Go • 0 Comments

    It’s not that I wanted to be your room mate any longer. I was just stuck there. Bound by a lease. I knew that I shouldn’t have moved in again, I knew it the second we walked in the place. I didn’t want to move again. I’ve moved so often these last few years. But you forced me into that small room. Trapped me in there.

    Things got tense, you always seem to forget that I was willing to help you out, that all you needed to do was ask. Its not like I was a burden, I did the dishes. I bought my own food and even paid for the communal food. I hid in my room, tried to be nice, and after a while I just couldn’t stand it.

    I think you need to realize that I don’t know if I can still be your friend. I realized this at 5am that one particular day. I want to be your friend. But I don’t think I can. But I don’t want to leave things the way they are. I just need space. And you need to grow up and learn to be less selfish.

    I know it is tough to accept, but the world doesn’t revolve around you.

    All the best,
    Rejected Room mate.

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