I just moved back in with my parents, the situation with my roomates has completely gone to hell. I didn't see it ending up like this but I have a lot of stuff to just get out of my system.
I'm a complete pothead, I just find it easier to focus on my studying and I even have the motivation to excerscise when I'm on it. I mean it doesn't work when I just try to stay on it, but I really get the boost when I need it. My roomate was a pretty cool guy about it, he'd let me smoke it downstairs and I never bothered him.
One week, I was just making way too many self discoveries, I was coming up with all kinds of off the wall theories and I really bothered him with the stuff I was saying (I wasn't making any threats, but I just didn't make a lot of sense according to him), anyway, he decided to cut me off from my habit and I really can't force a guy to make a decision about what goes on in his own house.
I still have my Zoloft to keep me in balance anyway. But it gets really hard to focus sometimes and I have to do a lot of brainstorming just to do simple things sometimes. I paid $300 in rent plus some grocery expenses, this month he asked for $2000 because of a rising interest rate. I had to borrow some money to get him that and he promised to return it to me. He asked for another $2000 this month and I just told him outright that I wasn't giving him anything until he changed his mind on my pot use. It might sound like too much to ask for, but it is decriminalized over here and $2000 a month is a lot of money to go giving to someone who won't even go out on qa limb for you.
He told me to get the f**k out and I snapped to it, I started piling my stuff in the front of the house and noticed some of my items missing along the way. At one point he tried to keep me from taking my controller from the house and ordered me out point blank. I refused and he attacked me. I smashed his head against the wall and he called the cops on me, luckily I told them I was just trying to get out with all my stuff and I didn't start the fight. I had to leave the house, but I was able to take my valubles with me and they seemed to understand where I was coming from.
I'm winding down now and getting some sleep, I have a few VA appointments next month and I should be all set to move to colorado with a different roomate. I hope I don't end up with the trouble I found over here, has anyone else been in a roomate feud like this? If you had the patience to read this far, I could really use some advice, I'm not afraid of anyone telling me where I'm messing up, I deal with criticism better than I used to, I just don't want this ever happening again.