Dear Freshman Roommate,
There was so much I looked forward to during my freshman year of college and living in a dorm was one of my most anticipated moments. I was so excited to live on my own and with someone who I anticipated to be my best friend. From the moment we hit it off, I had a good feeling, but if that feeling were correct, this letter may have a different ending.
I played with the idea of not writing this letter to you at all, but I anticipate it being very therapeutic. You put me through so much bullsh*t over the course of this year and I find it only fitting to let you know how you truly made me feel. You only wanted to clean when you found it convenient and blamed me for your garbage. This was just the start of your obvious agenda toward me. Most people will say that I'm being irrational when it comes to the garbage, but when it stacked high enough to nearly touch the light switch it became an issue, but I never wanted to make you uncomfortable in your own living space.
That was the problem. I never wanted to make you uncomfortable in our dorm. You, though, you saw no issue in making me feel uncomfortable in my own space. As time went on, you even stopped greeting me when you entered and noticed me there. This quickly escalated into dirty looks whenever you saw me or my friends.
But never forget how kind I always was to you. Rarely did I not allow you to do what you wanted. And only once did I ever put my foot down about something that you wanted in our dorm, that got me threatened. You threatened me twice while I lived with you. I felt unsafe in my own living space up until the moment I moved out.
Of course, though, moving out wouldn't be the last I heard of your efforts against me because you went on to once again try to ruin my day. After I left for the year, you somehow found it appropriate to sweep your dirt and garbage onto my side of the room to make it look as if I had left a mess, when in reality I spent HOURS and DAYS cleaning the dorm when you just sat and watched the entire time.
With the end of the year coming to a close, there is only one thing left to say to you and that is good riddance. I have never been so relieved that I never have to see someone again in my entire life.
But I do wish you luck for the rest of your life. I wish you luck in your relationships. Most of all, though, I wish you luck in growing up. There is so much you still have to learn in the rest of your college experience and I thank you for what you taught me.
Sincerely,
Your Freshman Roommate
