My best friend and I have a house together.
For a long time we lived with a roommate we both hated.
He was very passive aggressive and made us feel unwelcome or uncomfortable in our communal space.
My best friend and I love each other.
It often feels like we’ve loved eachother longer than we’ve known eachother.
One night we confronted our roommate.
He accused me of being a sociopath.
Of manipulating my best friend to look androgynous in interest of my own pansexual identity.
He imposed his binary conclusions of the world onto us and made us into weird creatures.
He said that I made her shave her head so I could fuck a boy and a girl at the same time.
This hurt her.
It hurt me.
I struck him once. He told me that he wasn’t going to fight me. Out of fear. I felt comfortable in my own home again.
He moved out.
I’ve been building this house with her.
Building a home.
She began sleeping with a friend of mine.
I had met him twice in a five year span but he insisted that our friendship was important to him.
When i told him how I uncomfortable I felt about him, being in my home, sleeping with her, he told me he didn’t care about her. That it probably wouldn’t last much longer now that he knew how I felt.
That he’d make sure I didn’t catch wind of it of things progressed.
I’ve seen him in my house twice. He’s approached me both times as if nothing was wrong with the scenario.
I’m moving out.
She deserves her space to be with whomever she pleases.
But I can’t continue to watch.
I told him that he was a bad person for pretending we were friends or that our theoretical friendship mattered to him.
Or that she mattered to him.
If someone matters to you, you can’t be capable of hiding that from anyone.
He told me how I needed to get over her. That he’s been in my position before.
He continued to be around.
When I told him that the way he continues to make my house an uncomfortable place to live in is gross and that if I see him in my house I will knock his teeth out, he told me to play it cool. Or else ill lose her.
I can’t think of a world where I dont have children that have her smile.
I told him I’d beat the shit out of him. He said he would win and that I need to know what’s good for me.
He told me that I was being an entitled whiteboi. Sounds like the projecting of someone who has ” been in my position before”.
I told him I wasn’t a boy. Or a man.
I’m agender and he misgendered me for the convenience nice of projecting his own shitty ideological bullshit onto me.
I asked him not to.
He told me that if I talk like a whiteboi and walk like a whiteboi, then my gender is an entitled whiteboi.
This time he deliberately misgendered her best friend to fuck with them.
This time someone said something really fucked to one of us and I’m the one that’s gonna move out.
She’s gonna keep fucking him. Even though his very existence is there to disrespect her and me and my identity and what we had.
Why even try.