My Very Worst Roommate started as what seemed like a very normal friend.
My boyfriend had just left me and I needed a new roommate to pay half of the rent fast.
Things started off fine, She would pull her weight even though she would be kind of messy.
Then as time went on, my house started to become filthy. Her bathroom had clothes up to your knees and I was constantly buying laundry powder because she would use practically and entire box when she did decide to do washing.
When I confronted her about things, she would rarely remember because she was drunk almost every night; to point she would pass out on the couch after consuming a liter of whiskey.
I then later discovered she was bulimic and would only eat my food late at night. Then she would vomit it up in the shower and leave the food chunks in the drain. When confronting her about food It was like talking to brick wall. She would apologize and then continue to eat my food.
I would wake up in the morning to go to work and there would be food all over the bench walls and floor. It was like an animal had been through my kitchen. I later found she had been putting her old food in her drawers and hiding them from me.
When she first moved in she told me she had a job as a nurse. I now highly doubt this is true because I have never seen her go to work and she always seems to have the same days off as me.
I’ve now worked out that she spends her days drinking her self stupid and watching TV all day, going through my stuff and stealing my clothes. She’s two sizes bigger then me and now my clothes don’t fit. When I confronted her or even caught her in the act she makes up outrageous lies.
We are now parting ways as I can’t stand her behavior or stench for that fact. I’m now left with a nasty mess/smell to fix, a new wardrobe of clothes to purchase and a carpet to replace.