Living with Housemates

Hi this is my first time posting, I need advice on living with housemates. I find that I’m the odd one out and I never really speak to them because of my anxiety. I get frustrated a lot as they are usually always downstairs using the living room or kitchen, and I can never have my own time to use them. Also, the bathroom is downstairs and I have to walk through the living room and kitchen to get to it and I’m finding it really hard as I have to awkwardly say hi if someone is there. I end up staying in my room a lot which is really bad for my mental health, I feel isolated. I also have very noisy neighbours and I’m struggling to know how to cope with that, I have noise cancelling headphones but I can still hear them. I just needed to vent about this because I’ve been struggling so much and desperately need advice. Thank you for listening.

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  • I gave up living with housemates when I was still quite young; sharing was a disaster for me.  I just didn't fit in, they partied, they drank, they brought all sorts of strange people home from the pub who would, of course, stay all night.

    I wasn't able to lock my room so things sometimes went missing. I was seen as a killjoy - especially the time I cut the electric plug off the CD player and threw it out of the third floor window at 3am. (the plug, not the player).

    I solved the problem by getting a place of my own; it was much more expensive but worth it for the privacy, space, peace and order it brought me. Since then, I have shared a couple of  times when in realtionships, but that never worked out either. one plus one equals trouble, in my experience. 

    Ben

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  • I gave up living with housemates when I was still quite young; sharing was a disaster for me.  I just didn't fit in, they partied, they drank, they brought all sorts of strange people home from the pub who would, of course, stay all night.

    I wasn't able to lock my room so things sometimes went missing. I was seen as a killjoy - especially the time I cut the electric plug off the CD player and threw it out of the third floor window at 3am. (the plug, not the player).

    I solved the problem by getting a place of my own; it was much more expensive but worth it for the privacy, space, peace and order it brought me. Since then, I have shared a couple of  times when in realtionships, but that never worked out either. one plus one equals trouble, in my experience. 

    Ben

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