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So, a few months back, a Reddit user moved into a new house after her previous roommate had to flee from some serious drug dealer drama. Her new housemate is a 52-year-old veteran who claims his PTSD is mostly resolved, but lately, things have taken a bizarre turn. As she settled into her new living arrangements, she began to notice odd behaviors that made her increasingly uncomfortable and concerned.

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At first, the veteran seemed relatively normal, but over time, the strange quirks began to pile up. He made weird noises constantly, which became a soundtrack to her daily life. Sometimes, it felt like she could hear him talking to himself in a high-pitched voice, and she’d catch him pretending to be on phone calls when he thought she wasn’t listening. It was all a bit odd, but she brushed it off as quirks of a guy who had seen some stuff in his life.

However, things escalated when she realized he was eavesdropping on her private conversations. Whenever she had her window open, he’d hang out of his own window as if it were a casual listening station. If her window was closed, he had other tactics. She discovered him standing outside her bedroom door, listening intently to whatever she was saying. That was the first real red flag — how could someone be that invasive?

Then came the bathroom incidents. She noticed that he had never used the shower or bath during her time living there. In fact, she’d never seen any evidence of a toothbrush or toothpaste in the shared bathroom. The only personal item there was a single bottle of unopened shower gel. Did he even prioritize hygiene? It was hard to tell, but the lack of normal bathroom habits was unsettling.

One day, as she was taking a shower, she felt a rush of cool air and heard the shower curtain being pulled back. She hadn’t closed the curtain for any reason other than it being a hot summer day. After a quick scare, she saw her housemate standing there, nonchalantly pointing the shower head toward where she’d stand to turn it on. Thankfully, he hadn’t caught her off guard completely, but that didn’t stop her heart from racing. It felt like a violation of her privacy.

He also developed a habit of hovering around her while she cooked or did the dishes. She could feel his presence lingering in the kitchen, sometimes without him saying a single word. It was as if he was waiting for something, though she wasn’t sure what that might be. It made her feel anxious; was it harmless curiosity, or something darker? She couldn’t shake the feeling that he was watching her every move.

To add to the oddities, she discovered bits of cardboard jammed against the latch of his door. The intent was clear: he wanted to ensure that she wouldn’t enter his room. It was perplexing behavior for someone who had welcomed her into the home. And the strangest aspect? Next to the toilet, someone had scratched the words “help me” into the wall. It was a chilling sight that sent shivers down her spine. She questioned whether she was living with a harmless eccentric or someone who posed a genuine threat to her safety.

Despite the unsettling experiences piling up, nothing he had done thus far had been outright malicious. However, the lack of respect for her privacy weighed heavily on her mind. She wanted to believe that he meant no harm, that he was simply a quirky veteran dealing with his own issues, but the discomfort was growing. As she tried to navigate the uneasy living situation, she wondered how much longer she could tolerate the constant hovering and lack of boundaries.

In the end, her concern grew into a deep anxiety about living with someone who seemed to be spiraling deeper into paranoia. She was faced with the dilemma of whether to confront him about his behavior or simply find another place to live. It was a tough call for her, considering the horror stories she had heard from her previous roommate. The struggle was real, a tangled mix of concern for her safety and confusion over what exactly was going on with her housemate.

 

 

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