I have some roommates that I tried to be friendly with. Both of them are weird as fuck and I personally don’t like them too much but I try to make an effort to excuse them and be accepting. By weird, I mean they don’t like partying, they watch anime, they claim to be “antisocial” and everyone is “fake”. I could go on a tangent on why my roommates suck but I’ll save you the time with one story: one of my roommates would throw his shitty toilet paper in the trash instead of the toilet. Despite that, I tried to give him another chance but he also was the leader of the anime club and would dress like a woman for anime conventions. Me being mature and respectful, thought that even though he was the definition of a DORK, I should still be friendly with him and respectful because he’s my college roommate. That’s also the tip of the iceberg with the stuff I put up with but I don’t feel like writing a book.

Anyways: the problem I have is that they don’t like me. 2 of them talk amongst themselves about personal stuff and leave me out of it. They also go to the gym together without inviting me. So one night, I confronted them both and asked them kindly but firmly “what gives?” And they go onto to say “oh man, we invite you all the time but you’re busy” which was bullshit but then I ask them if I said anything wrong that would upset them to tell me now to see if we can straighten it out like adults and not pussies like they’re acting like. After we talk it out, we all are on the same page with everything and we all had a good talk. Until the next day, they felt obligated to begrudgingly invite me to the gym for the first time. Soon as we get there, they work out together and when I ask them if the need help with spotting, they say “no”. Then I encourage them to work with me by a machine that will workout what they want to and they don’t budge. So I left them alone and lifted by myself and talked to some of the other gym guys. They caught onto it and were like “how about you ask the gym guy to spot you?” (In a passive way).

It seems as though these guys are best buds now and they don’t like me. I’m not included. It hurts seeing them enjoy each others company because it brings back some feelings I had from the past. I was a misfit kid, I feel like it’s my fault when people don’t like me. It hurts. It’s like I’m not good enough. I don’t want to be that again.

I made a post a little while ago about how to let go of the past and I’m still having some issues about that. Whenever I feel people don’t like me it’s because I’m weird, or ugly, or have bad style, suck at conversations, annoying, lame, fucked in SOME way and it’s all my fault.

And yes, I tried moving out but all rooms are full unless I find someone to switch with.