After the emotional blur of freshman year, we felt confident as we prepared for my daughter, Emily\u2019s, sophomore year drop-off. We never anticipated that she would experience roommate issues as a seasoned sophomore. That drama was for freshmen, right? And, given that my daughter (an only child) had survived freshman year in a forced triple, where they barely had room for three beds, how could the living situation NOT get better?<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n On the surface, the living situation appeared ideal. Her new roommate was one of her closest friends from freshman year, Sarah. The two would live in a double room that was a virtual palace compared to the microscopic, charmless cell Emily inhabited freshman year. Emily was also in a newer dorm across the street from most of her classes \u2014 another bonus.<\/p>\n Over the summer, Emily and Sarah happily collaborated on decorating the room and who was bringing what snacks. During move-in, the two girls were uber-productive in their first few hours, immediately changing the room layout to maximize storage. We snapped photos, congratulating the girls on their creativity.<\/p>\n My daughter\u2019s room was next to the RA\u2019s room on the floor (we thought this was great; my daughter was not so pleased). As we drove home after dropping Emily off, we were relieved that at least all was well on the dorm front.<\/p>\n What could possibly go wrong with such a set-up?<\/em><\/p>\n Imagine my surprise when my daughter texted me a few months later to say she \u201chated Sarah\u201d and needed to change roommates ASAP. I never did learn exactly what happened and why things deteriorated so quickly from what had seemed to be the model roommate situation.<\/p>\n Certainly, one of college students\u2019 biggest mistakes is expecting their best friend to be a good college roommate. Just because someone makes a very good friend does not mean they will make a good roommate. Because Emily and Sarah were already friends, they had high expectations, which may have set them up for failure. Regardless of what led to the relationship\u2019s disintegration, changing roommates was not an option, so the two had to grit it out for the rest of the year.<\/p>\n In other words, if there is a conflict, address it, don\u2019t just make snarky side comments. According to my daughter, both roommates were guilty of this sin. Instead of articulating what was bothering them, such as open Tupperware containers or wet towels on the floor, they resorted to snippy notes and texts.<\/p>\n Because teens grew up with electronic communications, it\u2019s especially hard for them to address confrontation face-to-face. And, it can be scary in such close quarters. Ultimately, while my daughter dreaded these in-person conversations, she found they effectively cleared the air. It was easier to be polite, looking Sarah in the eye, rather than firing off an emotional text without thinking through the ramifications. Living with a roommate by definition, means it\u2019s not inconvenient to sit down and have face-to-face conversations.<\/p>\n While this seems obvious, finding a \u201csafe space\u201d to go versus constantly hanging out in the room together is another option to decrease tension. In some cases, it was the library (according to my daughter \u2014 ha) \u2014 certainly, in other cases, it was the room of a trusted friend on another floor.<\/p>\n Because Emily and Sarah shared some of the same friends, they found it awkward to have them in the room as tensions escalated. If Sarah walked in to find Emily and Sophia together, she felt that Sophia was taking Emily\u2019s side. Unfortunately, a couple of the \u201cshared friends\u201d inevitably took sides or ended up melting away. Ultimately Emily and Sarah defaulted to meeting \u201cshared friends\u201d outside the room to minimize hurt feelings.<\/p>\n All of us have heard stories about the psycho roommate from hell who moved her boyfriend in the first week and essentially turned the room into a love palace. Or the roommate who was dirty and lacking in hygiene. Neither Emily nor Sarah committed such egregious crimes. Rather the behaviors they complained about were \u201cbeing loud in the morning,\u201d \u201ccrunching chips when I was trying to sleep,\u201d or \u201cignoring my hello when I came through the door.\u201d<\/p>\n The two finally had to agree to respect each other\u2019s routines even if they didn\u2019t mesh. And Emily and Sarah also agreed that if either was having a bad day or didn\u2019t want to talk, instead of ignoring a greeting, they had to say, \u201cI\u2019m not in a mood to talk right now, thanks.\u201d And, they deemed a civil \u201chello\u201d or \u201cbye\u201d mandatory.<\/p>\n My daughter, Emily, was the guilty party here. Emily didn\u2019t see clothes on the floor or what she characterized as random items out of place, as an issue. But Sarah did \u2014 my daughter\u2019s clutter and messiness ratcheted up her anxiety, prompting her to want to throw anything and everything on my daughter\u2019s bed as a message.<\/p>\n My daughter didn\u2019t respond well to what she characterized as Sarah\u2019s nagging, and Sarah didn\u2019t want to be the maid. Sarah never felt comfortable with Emily\u2019s piles, but they at least agreed that Emily would keep her piles on her side of the room.<\/p>\n And, just a note on the RA who lived next door. When Emily first reported experiencing problems, I urged her to ask the RA for guidance. While Emily initially resisted what she saw as \u201ctattling,\u201d the RA approached them after being tipped off the girls were not getting along. The RA suggested they make a \u201croommate contract,\u201d which even the best of roommates often do to preclude conflicts in the future. Emily and Sarah never actually wrote down their new \u201crules of engagement\u201d but at least were able to agree verbally on some basic tenets, which included compromises on both sides.<\/p>\n I\u2019d like to say that the two patched up their friendship by the end of the year and realized they could still be friends, although not roommates. Sadly, that was not the case. Their move-out interactions were civil, if slightly strained. I\u2019m grateful the girls were at least mature enough to survive the year, knowing they had to figure out a way to coexist with their dignity and sanity intact peacefully.<\/p>\n Reflecting on the year, my daughter realized that the hard-earned lessons she learned about the value of communication, mutual respect, and addressing conflict in person would serve her well in the future.<\/p>\n The author of this post wishes to remain anonymous.<\/em><\/p>\n You\u2019ll Also Love Reading:<\/strong><\/p>\n I Will Not Take the Good Moments With My Teen for Granted<\/em><\/a><\/p>\n<\/div>\n![\"\"](\"https:\/\/grownandflown.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/08\/two-young-adult-women--675x450.jpeg\")
We thought this roommate situation would be ideal<\/h2>\n
Surviving a bad college roommate situation<\/h2>\n
1. Don\u2019t be passive-aggressive<\/h3>\n
2. Get some space<\/h3>\n
3. Respect<\/h3>\n
4. Clean-up<\/h3>\n