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- Hm83cran
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- 4y ago
Try writing a letter to your roommate! Don't give her all the details if you're not comfortable yet, but maybe tell her that you like things in a particular way :)
Thank you! That’s a good idea
I found it easier if there were clearly demarcated “my space” and “her space.” Her space became more or less “invisible” to me, and if anything in her space came into my space, I threw it into her space lol. She was remarkably chill about it all. We didn’t even have a discussion about the invisible line; I just began acting like it was there and she never debated it. Later in my twenties I shared a room AND a bed with my sister. There were days when I only made my half of the bed and her half was unmade lol. So it kinda stayed symmetrical lol: one half mess, one half non-mess. Yin and yang.
My sister and I used to share a room and she was a MESS! It was the worst, but I’ve gotten used to my own room now so I know this will be a shock. But thank you for the advice!
You might want to start seeing a therapist about your perfectionism. What does your perfectionism look like? Is it about overall neatness, symmetry of items, re-checking school work, re-reading, re-writing, etc.? Can you share a dorm room with a friend attending the same college that you might be able to tolerate as a roommate? Remember, a roommate in this kind of living arrangement does not have to follow your rules and may very well rebel against them.
I’m moving to college for the first time tomorrow and I’m really nervous, and I think the stress of that is making my mind spiral and look for anything else to worry about - my obsessions. Has anyone else dealt w this and if so any tips? :(
I’m about to live by myself for the first time ever and I’m very nervous!! Being alone really triggers thoughts and rumination. Anyone have tips?
I’m a young adult, second year in college and I rented my first apartment this year. I’m moving in exactly 1 week, and god this whole process is beyond stressful. I’m excited to live separate of my parents and have my own place, but can’t stop stressing about the “what ifs”. What if my neighbors suck, what if my landlord sucks, what if me and my roommate don’t get along, what if I can’t function on my own, what if I mess up my rent, what if I develop debt, all the what ifs of adulting are weighing me down. I should be excited right now, I should be hopeful for the future but ocd once again ruins everything for me. I wish I could appreciate this new start instead of worrying so much about it. Anyone else go through something like this?
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