A Letter To My Roommate
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A Letter To My Roommate

Just some cheesy words on how much I appreciate you...

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A Letter To My Roommate
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Dear Roommate,

We're nearing the end of our fall semester together. Although college has been a horrendous experience in some areas for both of us, I would do it all over again if it meant I could do it with you by my side.

I want to thank you, forwardly and outright. Thank you for pushing me to try my hardest and be my best self, through all of those mornings neither one of us wanted to get out of bed. You motivated me to be productive and write that paper sooner rather than later, and even let me rehearse my presentations for you, pretending to be interested in whatever I was talking about. You kept me from falling apart these past few months.

Even when you felt like your life was falling apart, it reminded me that as wonderful and perfect as you are, you're just as human as I am. You kept me humble through my boastful days. And when I was down, you didn't just give me self confidence-- you helped me earn it. You aided my roller coaster journey of self-discovery that was this semester, and you showed me my beauty in places I had never seen it before.

At the same time, I also wish to thank you for not letting me take myself too seriously. Through all of the stress, mental breakdowns, and low points of this semester, I could always look forward to returning to our room to be greeted by you. No matter how rough my day was, it always made me smile to walk down our residence hallway and see our door open, knowing that you were inside. Whatever shenanigan I walked in to find you in the middle of, it would make me laugh. Staying up way later than we ever should doing stupid college things with you has been the highlight of my life in the last couple months. In times where I couldn't help but worry about everything, you showed me how to just let it all go. I've truly enjoyed being myself around you.

You've seen both good and bad sides of me. Through every A grade, and every depressive episode, you've been there for me. You've helped me grow strong, independent, and confident in ways I was never before I met you. You were there when I was up crying in the middle of the night, ready to console me. You were there when anything exciting happened during my day, ready to be the first one with whom I would share my news.

Most of all, I want to thank you for letting me into your life. Living in the same room, just a few feet away from someone is a difficult thing to do. You're forced to give up some the personal space and privacy you had at home before college, and you did so incredibly willingly. You shared your life with me, from your passions to your troubles to even your literal property at times. It's an honor to share my life with such an incredible person.

It seems impossible that all this has happened in just the past three months. But in the time I have known you, it seems like so much longer. We have become so close so fast, and I don't regret a second of it. I look forward to the times ahead, and I know that whatever college and life will bring us, we'll be able to tackle it. Moving forward, I can only offer you everything that you have done for me. You deserve the absolute best, and even more.

Thank you, for being my friend.

All the best,

Your Roommate

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