When you love someone to death but sometimes they just drive you fucking crazy

My roommate, i know he's got a lot of shit on his plate but sometimes he just annoys the shit otu of me

He doesn't talk to me about anything, is always stressing out over shit that could easily be discussed, and the only time he does come to me with something is when it's super serious and he treats it like

it's a huge fucking deal because it's something he's been dwelling on for a long time and thinks i don't care

it's not that i don't care. it's that he just. doesn't. fucking. talk to me. at all

Ever

He'll walk in and out of the apartment and go places all on his own without a word to me

And is upset because he had to carry all the shit himself or because i wasn't ready to go somewhere and it's like you don't fucking tell me this shit

you just walk around and do what you want when you want without a god damned word to me

I'm not a mind reading

I can't just fucking guess what you want

And yet time and time again he does it

And it's worse when he's in a bad mood because he'll be slamming the doors and shit and that really bothers me because i've got issues with things like that

Like I can tell when he's having a hard day/when he's in a shitty mood and it effects me

and I thought about it and when I'm walking somewhere by myself, it's always easy to look forward where i'm going, but when i'm walking with him, i automatically keep my head down

I don't have any fucking idea why, but it's hard to keep looking forward when i walk with him, i'm always looking at the ground

Sometimes I wonder if my mom was right and I would be better off staying somewhere on my own. My response is always i have to live with someone because i really don't like being alone

But this? I see him for maybe five minutes a day, sometimes an hour

So what the fuck woudl the difference be living on my own? I just wouldn't hear someone on skype talking to other people in the other room, that's all

But because of his situation with his family and the fact that I'm literally his only friend here and basically his only family and he's got abandonment issues, i can't just ditch him and i won't

But god dammit he drives me up the fucking wall when he pulls shit like this and acts all stressed and pissy and doesn't say a god damned word to me at all

it stresses me out because i know something's wrong because i can feel it but when i ask he just says it's nothing

Not only is it annoying as fuck, but it totally kills my mood half of the time

Like I'll be energetic and wanting to do something, and then he's around with his shitty mood and stressing out and i get worried and it kills my mood

And then he just leaves without a word and I'm sitting here wondering where he went and if something's wrong

And I tell him this stuff on occasion. I tell him I can't read his mind, that if there's something wrong fucking talk to me

And yet he keeps on fucking doing it

I understand that he grew up alone with no one to talk to and is used to taking care of all of his shit alone, but when you live with someone that shit doesn't fucking fly

Because now I have no idea where he went, no idea if something's wrong or not and no idea when he's going to be back and no way of finding out since I don't have a phone

Yeah, that doesn't sound healthy.

He drives me crazy when he pulls shit like this

You can't complain when someone doesn't do something if you never asked them for help in the first place.

Idk, I suck when it comes to asking people for help, but sometimes you just have to suck it up and do it.

Exactly, and that's what I've told him before. I cannot read his mind and he needs to stop acting like I can.

He just came back home so i'm gonna try to see what the hell is up

good luck

His answer was he was just doing stuff

We're supposed to head down to the mall to check on applications. I go and ask him when he wants to head out

Three minutes

Motherfucker.

I'm gonna go get ready

ok

idk dude, he sounds like an emotionally manipulative dick to me. just bc you're his roommate doesn't make you responsible for his feelings.

He is an emotionally manipulative dick, just not to me. It's more me feeling worried about him that makes me feel responsible because he gets himself in stressful shit and doesnt talk about it