Roommates

I felt lonely when- I was at home with my roommates

When my new roommates moved in, I thought it would be nice to have company in the flat. But soon, it became hard to feel like it was still my space. They rearranged things, moved my favorite chair from the living room, and put up their decorations without asking. They picked new colors for the kitchen, too, completely ignoring what I had suggested.

It’s silly, maybe, but those small changes made me feel like a guest in my own home. Every time I walked into a room, it felt less like mine.

Now, I go to the park with my laptop whenever I can. The open air, the sound of birds, and the quiet help me feel like myself again. But coming back to the flat is tough. When they’re around, laughing and chatting, I feel out of place—like I’m watching from the outside, even in my own home.

It’s lonely, feeling like I don’t belong in the one place that’s supposed to be mine.