For context: I’ve still yet to live on my own. And even if I had all the means to do so, by choice I still don’t think I would. I think I’d be too scared at night, and get lonely, without knowing there was always somebody close by.
Having roommates is a massive inconvenience and i look forward to the day i never have one again. Never again will a dipshit put my chefs knives in the dishwasher, or refuse to clean the bathroom literally ever, or watch the west wing in the living room
before moving in with my partner, i took posession of the apartment early since my lease was up first and my partner had two months before moving in
living alone was the most magical experience in my life, i have never lived alone before and my goodness, shitting with the door open, walking around naked, drinking beer and smoking weed at 11am on a sunday, god i miss it
I’ve always lived with roommates until a couple months ago now and I always felt the same as you. I haven’t done it too long, so maybe there’s a point where it gets unbearable but it hasn’t been so bad so far. Super boring though
