OMG. All this talk about roommates made me HAVE to bring this up.
Freshman year I met this girl down the hall (we'll call her Sarah), and became friends with her and her roommate (We'll call her Mary. We ended up being bffs). We all three decided to live together, but then around christmas Sarah started acting really strangely, and ended up in this whole huge confrontation blow up we hated each other mess. I still lived with Mary sophomore year, and with another girl that was a friend of mine (we'll call her Rachel). About midway through sophomore year RACHEL started acting strangely and ended in a "I guess we aren't really friends anymore" talk.
SO now this year (junior year) I am still living with Mary, but now with her best friend from home, too. When we come back from winter break Mary won't speak to me and decides that "we stopped liking each other somewhere along the way" ????! And she tells me that she's scared of me, because "Usually when you confront a girl with something she just says 'ok, I'm sorry.' but you actually respond with something" (word-for-word. who knew not being a doormat was a bad quality?) So she spends the entirety of spring semester making my life miserable, threatens me with cops and takes away "our" dog (I adopted him, she paid for his puppy shots). The only way I can get him back is to take her to court, which is RIDICULOUS.
The kicker? turns out the other roommates who "went crazy" didn't really. Mary made it up. She called Sarah and left threatening voicemails telling her to move out, she made up a story about how Sarah stole money from her (it was actually the other way around, and she stole money from me this spring, too!), she talked **** about her on the phone while she was in the top bunk, and she convinces everyone in her path to believe her (she is a SCARY good manipulator). So now I have re-established contact with the other two and am on good terms with them, but I have a whole new group of people who hate me because of something my roommate says. I don't even know what she's telling people about me now, but she has been involved in every burned bridge I have made during college, and now that I see her for who she really is I realize that she is the reason and I am un-burning them.
And the codependent part. She wouldn't even sit in our kitchen and eat dinner by herself. She yells at our other roommate to come sit with her. They sit and keep each other company while they POOP.
NO. THANK. YOU.
Once again, hopefully that is coherent. Mother of all roommate stories because it spans three years. I am moving out of our apartment on Sunday and will finally be rid of her forever!
OK, edited with fake names