i hate my friend

[Sarien]

Give him the URL to this post.

Imagine as I see the original post, and instantly think this. Then as I scan down through the thread for replies, I am just beginning to feel like I'm going to get away with my joke after all. Boy will everyone love me again! Then there it is. You beat me to the punch.


I'm crying inside.

[Facetious]

ffs stop writting long posts my brain cant handle it

stop posting things that a 10-year old would post

my brain can handle it, but its fucking annoying

[1ight]

Have you even considered asking him, why he have problems living with a roommate, why he thinks its hard or w/e. Why he freaked out.. and so. Talking, is a solution. You liked him before, as a friend, people doesn't change that fast. He might or have been through some harsh times in life, why don't you ask and talk?

Ask yourself what friendship means, what it is all about.

If you know he has a big heart and you decide that you just can't take it anymore. Do it gently and not by strong vulgular words.

I kinda agree with Facetious, if this guy has problems, he needs someone to talk to, someone that can be a help to him, someone that will help him and care for him.

[syzygy]

last year, i had two roommates as a freshman in college, and we were on three ends of the spectrum. one likes rap music, the other likes emo and rock, and i prefer classical and relaxation. the emo one got on my nerves every day: having the television always on, while simultaneously blasting and singing to his music; the light on my side of the room was always on, whether he was in the room, outside it, or sleeping in bed. going home every two weeks was enough to keep me sane. but, practically everyone else on our floor picked on him (from making jokes to pouring a smoothie on him while sleeping). i figured the least i could do was let him do what he wanted.

the rap roommate was the rule-breaking, partying alcoholic. well, he wasn't addicted, but he did drink. and he had the same kind of friends, whom he would bring by every once in a while. and they'd mess with the room (like putting rocks in my lofted bed). when i found them, i tossed them into my roommate's bed and tried to go to sleep. he came back, assumed i did it, and piled them at the foot of my bed.

now, i'm the kind of guy where anger just builds up (and has been since i was young), so i rarely, if ever, let it out. but i took a rock and aimlessly threw it at my roommate. it hit his computer monitor and bounced off, but he was ready to kill me anyway. thankfully, i was saved from harm by a passing resident staffmember, but i'm still scared of the way i acted.

i'm kinda like your friend, za, in that i can't handle a roommate, because most people are entirely different from me. but i have no enemies irl: i have friends, aquaintances, and people i don't talk to. i'm guessing the chair incident was just a breaking point, and it might not have been his fault. a person's past determines their character, and if you're as close a friend with him as you say, then he shouldn't mind telling you about it. you said your his only friend, so that means you're the only one who can truly help him. if he received professional help, they'd never have known the side of him that you once did.

i have my own personal reasons for the way i acted, but i don't need medication to go from <_< to ^-^
sometimes all one needs to do is let the feelings out, whether it's talking to someone or writing it down.