All By Myself~

I did it. It's done. The roommate disaster has been solved--at least on the surface. Roommate is moving out when the lease is up. I felt so adult keeping my rage at bay and focusing on the issues. Regardless of how bad the relationship has gotten, I still wanted to keep the dissolution semipeaceful. I brought out the big guns: kept my emotions in check, stated the facts--out of respect for what our friendship used to be, and for the sake of my sister and the new addition to her family.

I was honest, to a point. I was nice, to a point. But this was a new experience for me. An intense conversation, an intense relationship where I let myself take care of me. My motives aren't selfish, it's about self-preservation, and if I'm not taking care of me, nobody is. A long hard lesson I'm finally able to live, to experience positively.

Finally--I get my own apartment!! My own space, without having to share or be polite. I can decorate and organize and live any way I want. I'm excited to be able to just be who I am without critique or explanation. I can be up at 6 am with the music on. I can be in bed by 9 pm with the hall light on. I can have the coffee mug of my choice and the washing machine whenever I want. I can write without interruption.