So missy moved out. No surprise, but the feeling is still equal parts betrayal and hurt, and anger. I'm still waiting for relief; but It has not happened yet.
So I had this alcoholic roommate; and she moved out...
I'm conflicted because (a) I still wanted to try and help her, and (b) she wasn't paying rent... or doing the agreed chores (etc). I could go on at length at how she'd wronged me... and I returned the favour; but what is the point? Whether she owed me money or not, fucked me over or not... when the ship lifts, all bills are paid.
Meanwhile, I'd wonder what she's up to .... except I don't care. I just keep telling myself that.
So, I have this college dude moving in, and he's totally harmless. Yes, I know the type.
So why am I bummed?
Maybe because I didn't get to fuck her? Nope. Been there done that. Maybe because I wanted to help her and that didn't take.
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