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My conflict Is about my terrible roommate that I had my freshman year at Navaho College back when I was still living back in Texas. Her name Is Brittany and when we first met during freshman orientation, we got along fine. Sure we came from completely different cultures and backgrounds but we chatted and although we didn’t find much in common she was a nice girl. I didn’t want to assume living next to her would be alright but no red flags cropped up so for the first few weeks It was smooth sailing and we didn’t have any issues living together . T wasn’t until well into he 2nd moth of school that she started driving me crazy with her antics. Such as not cleaning up after herself and leaving her crap all around our room, coming back to the room In a drunken stupor at am almost every night turning all the lights on and slamming doors even though she knew I had Bam classes almost every day of the week. The worst part about her boyfriend being around all the time was that we actually shared the room, not Just an apartment. They would come in late at night when I was already In bed, turn on the light, make noise, and then he would sleep In her bed with her.
This was also a little weird because our beds were a mere few feet away from each other & to my misfortune I could hear everything that they were doing. He would also come over when she wasn’t there and just sit around awkwardly while I was studying or whatever. One time I was changing and he had her key to the room and totally walked in while I was half naked. Overall, they were both Just really inconsiderate to the fact that another person was living in the room, and it wasn’t Just them.
Since I was a bit of a stonewalled and was avoiding of most conflict I tried a very passive-aggressive approach to by writing her little notes about the problems we had and need to be fixed so I wouldn’t directly have to talk to her about it. Unfortunately, my efforts to correct her had fallen on deaf ears because she continued to show her ass and totally disrespect me and my feelings. But know she was aware that I was upset with what she was it seems as though she was go even further to push my buttons such as inadvertently taking digs at me and making rude side comments.
For example if I had an opinion that didn’t agree with hers she would say thing like “maybe in Africa hey do that but here in America we do things differently. ” Of course I continued to the let this drama go on for a few more months because I TLD want to start a fight with her and I still wanted to remain civil. I was way too nice for my own good. But I don’t really want to change it, or didn’t until the night that we had our first real fight. Was so beyond tired of being walked all over. I was so tired of being treated as less than a person.
I don’t give a buck that I put up with it for half of the semester already. Was done. So the week before thanksgiving break I came back to the dorm and overheard my roommate along with her equally ratchet friends talking so much crap about saying that I was messy and never cleaned up after myself, ate most of food, and would let my then David and his football teammates stay over all hours of the night. So basically Instead taking responsibility for her actions she decided to throw me under the bus.
So something in me Just snapped and I decided I was no longer 1 OFF wasn’t going to let some girl disrespect me. So I kindly asked for her friends to leave because I knew if they stayed during the argument they would but make it worse by instigating. I sat her down and told her we needed to establish some ground rules That. We did, but that was only the beginning of the problems. Now in a perfect world, my dear roommate would have seen the error of her ways and would try changing her bad habit so we can continue to cohabitate in peace.
But of course in true woodchat nature she decided to yell and curse me out and also told me “Look here Junta Kinks if you don’t like the way I do things around here you can take your bitchy ass back to Africa where you belong”. Now I’m not a violent person but it took everything in me not to snatch her up by her blonde yak weave and beat her ace in but in couldn’t and we ended up getting into a huge fight that had to be broken up by the Era’s because we disturbing the whole building.
So that following weekend Student Housing decided to switch her out of the room and I ended up getting a new roommate who ended up becoming one of my best friends. So in the end my roommate and I were never able to properly resolved our conflict because we never couldn’t separate the person from the problem and also because we dint set any ground rules so we could avoid any conflict. The best time to start working on conflict is before the conflict actually occurs, and his proactive approach can begin with a roommate agreement.
A roommate contract (also sometimes called a “roommate agreement”) takes a preventive approach toward any potential problems that might happen between you and your roommate during the year. Instead of waiting for conflicts to arise, a roommate contract helps roommates fugue out what each roommate wants and needs so that conflicts don’t arise in the first place. So if my roommate Brittany and I actually made and discussed out issues at the beginning of the year than we probably would have still remained friends.