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This happens every 6 months or so with 2 alcoholics as roommates for about 10 years

I was texted in my room, “ Come out and sit for a bit “ .. after a week of such texts, I engaged and sat at the table .. conversation was good for a short while, but it turned very quick .. I tried to defuse it, but it was too late .. it escalated

my roommate involved the #2 roommate and both of them ganged up on me as they were stealing from me .. now you have to understand that #2 HATES ME bc I helped my roommate open up their first ever bank account for financial autonomy; where it was previously controlled by #2 that gambled it away every Friday night, and both have always been broke )

#2 never talks to me unless something is needed .. but not once in 6 months that causes regular tension that is frequently discussed with my roommate

my roommate knows this tension, but that night chose to involve #2 so that it would be 2 against 1 while both were drunk .. #2 was like a charging gorilla .. and it left me with bruises between both of them; kicked me out, kicked me out like they do every 6 months or so and call me every name in the book ..

I’m a cripple and managed to barricade myself in my room .. my room’s door has got punch holes on it from previous drunken episodes

my roommate came in today with fresh bread, exited about it .. I said nothing as I went about my own dinner to last me 2 days .. THEN my roommate started yammering to engage me, so I closed my broken door ..

THEN my roommate discovered that #2 didn’t take anything out of the freezer for THEIR DINNER, so there was a knock on my door to “ borough “ my pizza sauce I had made and in my freezer .. all nice when my roommate WANTS something, even though #2 set it up for my roommate to fail without supports like me, keep my roommate dependent

I couldn’t say no to my roommate for my frozen pizza sauce to continue to grow as with encouraged abilities to ask for help as needed .. but I’m also F’N PISSED that my roommate “ tattled “ to #2 ( again, #2 hates me ) like a spoiled brat so 2 of them in drunken and violent states were against me ..

I really am not prepared to receive trolling replies at this time after I’ve barricaded myself in my room for days and haven’t said an f’n word to cause any more violence as I recover from bruises

violence involved here, so reader beware ..

I‘ve been with my roommates for about 10 years as a disabled person .. there was a cat that I took on in daily / weekly / monthly care .. I bought the cat grooming kits / shampoos, dishes / bowls, food, treats, toys and spent a lot of time with him

I do honestly mention that I had nothing to do with prescribed vet food or the litter box ( although the clumps of litter would be left in bins indoors that were left for me to take out

my roommates would let him out late evenings and I’d be up all night calling him back in for his safety .. some mornings, my roommates would let him out and I’d be responsible getting him back in too !

eventually, I saw a decline in the cat‘s health that nobody wanted to talk about .. so, last Oct I bought him a cat condo to re-energize him .. I built it and helped him explore .. but he was too old by then, and it was never used

so I put the cat condo in my room to sell for a fraction of the cost .. and I spent a lot of time knowing that the cat’s end was near .. I asked my roommate if it was okay for me to sell it and the answer was yes ..

the cat passed away this passed April .. the “ appointment “ had to be made that I was asked to set up .. I encouraged my roommate to spend time with him, but refused even though we were planning to go to the vet together the next day .. I thought being there was important for my roommate

by chance, the other roommate was off work that day .. and, unknown to me, passed it off to do the deed

it’s been emotional and tough for my roommate to get the ashes in a nice box .. and I’ve been very supportive for over a month .. lots of hugs and crying with my roommate

so I pulled out the cat condo to sell .. brand new and assembled for sale as already discussed to recoup a fraction of my cost to create a MEMORIAL with those funds

my roommate went insane !! upon this discussion, my roommate suggested I go to the bathroom first, and when I came out ? the other roommate put the cat condo out on the sidewalk for free .. I was given $60 of cigarettes to shut me up as a pay-off ..

WELL NO ! I had plans to use the re-sell for a kind / loving memorial and with good intentions for my roommate .. BOTH my roommates attacked me, and called me every name in the fn book !

YES, I dumped their cigarettes payment on the floor that were then thrown at me violently ( bruised with intentional anger and name calling ) .. I got hit pretty hard, accused of causing emotional harm for trying to sell a brand new cat condo, recoup some money, and use the resell cash to buy a memorial FOR my roommate

UGLY episode of unnecessary serious violence .. upsetting .. called every name in the book with 2 against 1 .. SAD it unfolded this way, but I deserve better treatment that this

the cat condo is now on the front porch ( I’ll move it back into my room after he passes out drunk ) .. my roommate is quiet now, returned it off the sidewalk “ for free “ .. I just want to sell it online so that I can end my grieving with buying a memorial for my roommate

I bought a cat condo for my roommate’s senior cat for Xmas 2025 .. I thought the condo would bring the cat some joy climbing onto it and hiding / sleeping within 4 of its spaces .. but the cat was too old despite my heartfelt gesture

it was never used and the cat recently passed

I asked my roommate months ago if I could sell it for $100 ( I paid $120 and assembled it ) .. my roommate said, “Of course! Get rid of it!”

today, my roommate told me a friend would buy it for $80 .. ummm, NO ! I’m selling it for $100 plus assembly, and never used ?!? and then the argument went around in circles for hours !

I bought this cat condo for $120 + taxes + delivery + 4 hours of assembly — never used, just sitting in my room since November 2025 ( 6 months ) ! the cat has recently passed and my roommate wants to sell it for $80 to a work colleague?

I paid for the damn cat condo / built it, and my roommate wants to pocket $80 ? AITAH or what ??

EDIT :: over 900 views ! somebody answer, please !

EDIT 2 :: I took care of the cat ..

I groomed the cat and bought the grooming kit ( I clipped its claws once a month ) .. I bathed the cat and bought the spray shampoo .. I brushed the cat every week .. I bought its toys and treats .. I waited all night until the cat came in safely for the night .. I bought the bowls and dishes .. I WASHED the bowls and dishes daily .. for TEN YEARS !!

the other roommate managed the litter box .. all my roommate did was feed it ..

and I bought this fucking condo too ! nothing petty about me for wanting to sell this brand new cat condo that’s been sitting in my room since Nov 2025 !

I spent over 4 hours on the phone today regarding bills .. I kept my roommate up to date with 3 texts from 8 a.m. to 3 p.m. with just simple updates ..

my roommate got in at about 3:30 p.m. “ all in a tizzy “ .. THE $1k WITHDRAWAL FROM THE BANK MACHINE came with a text message from the bank ! Du-uh, I just helped to set up this bank account, it’s relatively new so the algorithms are not matured enough to understand its banking usage ! it’ll take at least 6 months to develop personal usage practices .. I settled this protection text with a “YES, it was me “ .. simple and easy, but it took an hour to get that far

I had suggested early this morning that I would make some nachos and set ingredients on the counter .. my roommate was gleeful and suggested some board games and cards as well .. great ! let’s aim for this !

BUT ROOMMATE #2 and took over the kitchen at 3 p.m. .. over 2 hours later, #2 is still making a single-pot soup for dinner ..… like, WOW !! it takes 10-20 minutes to make a single-pot dinner ..

whatever, definitely not making the nachos and just gathered my things to retire to my room .. upon this, my roommate asked me, “ What ? You’re not making nachos now ? What’s wrong with you ? “

and not once did my roommate ask me about my 3 texts this morning‘s updates ( setting up bills on the phone, $8 000 that stressed me out ) .. not one question after I calmed my roommate down, then my roommate had to return a call, then my roommate had to go outside, then my roommate had to go to the store, then my roommate opened up the bag of the cat’s ashes .. and kitchen occupied .. JUST, “ What ? You’re not making nachos now ? What’s wrong with you ? “ with surprise .. ?

all glee now out there that sucked up all my juice / energy .. I need to move ..