This is my first year at college. I was so excited to be away from home, however, this college is an on campus community. This isn’t my first choice of school, but nonetheless, this is where I am now and plan to be for the rest of the year. We live in an apartment complex in the college and 2 of my roommates are from High-school and one is from another state. The new girl never picks up after herself, takes our stuff, and starts rumors. She specifically starts them about me. I’ve bought her stuff, tried being nice to her, include her in anything, yet she still hates me. I’ve even picked up her vomit all over the toilet seat and have asked her politely if she would help buy items for the apartment like toilet paper or paper towels because us 3 do every week. She straight up said no.
The reason why I am writing this today is because it really upsets me. Because of her rumors, it’s harder to make friends on campus and I even get stares everywhere I go (from the people living on campus only about 96) like I’m tainted. I try to go out of my way to be nice to people and am the type of person who would give the shirt right off my back if someone needed it. She stays out until 12 am and she’s always with two of the RAs. This is another issue because both of those RAs are in my biology class and sit behind me. Both of those RAs are very rude to me every time I see them, they will scoff me or bud into my conversation and put their inputs on things that aren’t even any of their businesses. I truly believe this is because they are besties with my roommate. Maybe I’m wrong. All I know is she has ruined my first year so far for me and it really sucks. I am not sure what I should do, and I can’t evict her out of the room. She’s also called me names behind my back like insulting me for buying a bag of doritos (because I am overweight.)
My roommates are absolutely terrified of her. They see the stuff she does to me and most of the time both of them get really scared because they don’t want that to happen to them. (They both have told me this.) I feel like they are betraying me in a sense because neither of them stick up for me due to fear. It makes me feel as though I’m a horrible person and that this is all my fault. There aren’t any clubs on campus so friends aren’t really an option that way. Very little events that are usually controlled by the people she hangs around with. I don’t know what to do. This is extremely highschoolish. And I’m no saint. Today, I made a friend and she asked about my roommates. I was honest and told her one of them made me upset because she refused to help out and said it was because we all knew each other beforehand so she’s not going to help clean. Well, that girl went and told her, so she found me outside screamed at me (even though she starts rumors about me daily) and I said I would never do it again. And I won’t. I’m done talking about her. If people ask about my roommate situation I’ll just say good.
The only real friends I feel like I have here are my professors and the actual adults. I know I’m 18 but the only people who seem to be genuinely nice to me on campus are my professors. I’m so thankful to have really kind teachers. They are really fun and kind-hearted. Sometimes, I get to class early just so I can talk to them. (I know that sounds creepy.) I really wish I could have friends my own age, but it seems impossible for the most part. I have met few nice people my age and am so happy when I talk to them. But, they are all off campus and more often than not, in the med programs. I was talking to one of my professors today before class and I asked her how she does it. I said (paraphrasing both conversations) “How come you are always happy?” She said that you should try to find something positive each day. And that’s what I’ve been trying to do, but each day I feel it’s harder to find things. I’m in a college paying $20,000 a year to attend to be sad, I’m somehow involved in all this drama, my highschool friends aren’t really there emotionally and my best friends went to different colleges, my grades have begun to slip (I’m now down to a B rather than my 4.0 GPA), I started therapy because of college and my therapist just started to make me feel bad by joking about my problems and kind of insulting me for being overweight or “fat” as she put it. I’m not even sure if this is me being overly sensitive or if I’m a drama queen. And my grandmother just died a week ago. I know this is a long rant and I’m sorry, I just don’t know what to do. I don’t feel like I have anyone to turn to and that I am a bothersome person. I have began to hate myself since coming to college. Even done some risky sexual acts I regret 100%. I just want to become a neuroscientist and help people someday. That’s my dream. But, even though it’s my dream I’ve felt too depressed to even read my text books (that’s why my average is dropping.) And is a community college neuroscientist even a thing? Will I even get into another college where I can get my degree and move to a city? Will I lose weight? I don’t know anymore. I don’t know what to do. Where to go. Who to turn to. I just want friends.
One more thing about my roommate: I found out she likes a guy who talks and hangs out with me a lot (he’s only my friend) but she said him and I were doing things because I shut my door when we do our Sociology homework… And people believe these things, which has put a huge damper on our friendship because he doesn’t want to be known as a guy who did it with me a socially awkward fatty.
I think I’ve posted pretty much everything. I want to know what you guys think about what I should do or if you have a personal story. I want your honesty if I am overreacting or if feeling bad is justified. I am sorry again for the long rant. Thank you for reading.