Hi, guys! Sorry. For reasons that will probably become very obvious, I need to keep myself anonymous. I’m also going to make some fake names up, and give a bit of background first.
Fake names will be...uh.... Angelia, Elliot and Link. Angelia and Elliot are boyfriend and girlfriend; and I knew those two before I moved in with them. Link is the other person that was brought into the house-share (he knew Elliot, though). Angelia and Elliot are autistic + Angelia likes to pretend she has OCD - more on that in a minute. Angelia and Elliot also moved into the house a long time before I did - I moved in at the start of September due to work, and they lived in it all summer. Now that I’ve slapped down some background, let’s get right into this! We all pay equal rent and it’s a student rented house, aha. Oh, I’ve signed a contract stupidly too so I can’t move out until May.
The first day I moved in, I noticed that Angelia has a entire freezer drawer full of dead rats for her snake to eat. I politely ask if she could not buy as many - maybe two at a time, which gives two weeks worth of food - because I needed to place food in there, as well as when Link moves in, it would make things difficult. Only 3 drawers for 4 people! Anyway, I ended ip being screamed at in the middle of the street saying “it’s my house, you’re not going to move in here and tell me what to do in my house!” I try and tell her it’s not her house but the shouting continues. I decide it’s best for me to back off.
The next day, she comes into my room. Turns out that she’s dismantled my kettle and toaster without my knowledge or permission to remove the fuses from them - in order to fix her own flipping kettle and toaster! This time I tell her that it’s bang out of order and she can’t just take apart my stuff. She gives me the “her house” speech again, and that she needed her stuff fixed. I told her that it wasn’t her houe, and that was my stuff I paid for that she took apart and it wasn’t on. I made her buy me a new kettle and toaster, aha! Alarm bells are clearly going at this point. She also likes to throw out my food. I’m also not allowed in the kitchen if she cooking.
Next up is her continued fake OCD. I’m so sorry if I offend anyone with my next statement - but there’s no way she has it. She only “has OCD” when she doesn’t want me relaxing in the living room or if she wants the house ran as she wants. E.G. I’m not allowed to leave dishes (I generally don’t, there’s only...a mug) but she can leave food in the kitchen after cooking and rotting food in the sink. I’m not allowed to lie on the sofa and put my feet up, but her and Elliot can lie down and take up both sofas. You see where I’m going with this?
I’ve got to check and confirm I can shower before I go in. She has a “irritable bladder”. Meaning that she can apparently use the bathroom whenever she wants, despite the fact if I’m in there showering or not! She’ll bang on the door until I move, even shouting constantly until I cut my shower short. Speaking of the bathroom. I’m not allowed to...ahem, do my business. Or use sanitary products for periods. This is coming from another girl and I quote. “You can’t dispose of your products anywhere in my house, inside bin or outside. It’s unhygienic and disgusting, and you need to get the infection to stop the periods” yep.
I bought a hamster for sanity. I’ve had to put a lock on my door because she’s constantly asking if she can feed him to the snake once he dies. She got offended at the lock on my door because she can’t throw the dead rats out my window that the snake has refused. Saying about putting a lock on her bedroom door in her house and..you get the idea?
Also not allowed to mak any noise past 9pm as she wants to be in bed. While o appreciate that sometimes I can be a little loud (gaming!) I always turn it off so she can go to bed. But, I’m not even allowed to call home or act like I’m alive? If I do, she’ll just sob uncontrollably outside my door until Elliot tells me to shut up. Even if I’m making no noise. Even when I call home, she’ll stand outside my door and listen to every word.
I’ve tried confronting Elliot with Link (he feels the same way about her, but isn’t getting the **** like I am) and Elliot couldn’t give a ****. It’s not affecting him, so he doesn’t care. Asked if I could talk to her when he’s not in the house so he doesn’t have to deal with her rage! Also said that I need to stay next year so I don’t “break her” as apparently, loosing this house will be devastating. Anyway, screw that. I’m trying to leave at the earliest opportunity.
Last night almost broke me. I went downstairs to try and talk to these people - Elliot just started sulking over the fact I was talking over the tv, got up and sat right in front of it! I called him a self centred **** who if he could stop acting like a kid for 10 seconds, he’d understand why I wanted to leave. Oops.
I just don’t know what to do. I’m not eating, not sleeping, not going to class. I’ve tried to contact uni for help, but they’re not interested as it’s private renting. I just want to drop out and go home, despite me loving my course. I just feel so alone and afraid, and I need someone to turn to. Thanks to anyone who got to the end of this.