Housemates who lliterally live in their rooms

Princess Consuela Bananahammock

Ulysses Gaze wrote: »

Consider yourself very lucky.

I'm beginning to, to be honest.

THat or you and Pat live together.

OldMrBrennan83

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Princess Consuela Bananahammock

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Ahhh, you're married! That explains ****ing everything!

_Roz_

I've always been one of those 'lives in her room' types. I'm an introvert and I suffer from anxiety. I need a LOT of alone time. That said, I will happily talk to someone for five mins in the kitchen if I pass them, but I'm not going to sit down and watch tv with them. In my last house, there were 5 lads, 2 of whom were students, and we just existed on different planes. There was absolutely no overlap in our perception of reality whatsoever. So when I bumped into them in the kitchen, five minutes was five minutes of excruciating awkward hell for me. So i just avoided them all as much as possible. Unfortunately one of them lived in the living room, he was one of those who was NEVER in his room. That living room was the barest, most threadbare, dull environment, with a beat up couch and dirt on most surfaces, and he just sat on the couch with the tv off, on his phone. Ugh. Was so glad to get out of there.

The housemates before that were great - one was also an anxious introvert so we saw each other maybe once a week and had a great chat for an hour or so and then went about our business for the rest of the week. She was a great girl. The fella was nice too, very different from me but there was overlap so we had some nice chats, and the three of us had a few nice evenings of drinks or games too. But at the same time, we all valued our privacy and we all wanted nothing more than to come home, eat some dinner, say hello, and disappear into our rooms (or go out somewhere) after that. It was great.

I do think it depends. Those two nice housemates were quiet enough and reserved enough that it brought me out of my shell because I knew I was never going to be in a situation I didn't feel able to leave, we were all able to say 'I'm gonna go chill in my room now'.

Now fortunately I live with my partner and he is also an introvert so we have plenty of alone time as well as couch-and-movie time

RacoonQueen

I've only shared in one place, for a little over two years.
Lived with a friend + a stranger. She, from the start, just went to her room. I was trying to be social and stuff and started life out in the living room. He was a serious tv watcher though and I'm more of a tv is background noise while I'm online playing games/learning stuff. So after about 6 months I just started going to my room as I was back studying part time anyway so needed the quiet.

We didn't talk when watching tv anyway. He'd sit there watching tv and if I spoke to him I'd just feel like I was annoying him to be honest. All he did, literally, was watch tv. Was always kinda unwelcoming (was his house)

Now live on my own. And only go to my room to sleep. Sleep much better these days.

Awful unhealthy to spend all your time in your room IMO but as someone who has shared, I know exactly why people do it. I only ever went to main room if I knew he wasn't around.

Bambi985

TBH I've always found the territorial lives-in-the-sitting-room types far more annoying in house shares. People who seem to think they're entitled to claim ownership of shared spaces and who never vacate the house and give you a moment's peace.

I've lived with a fair few of those and that would single-handedly drive me to my room in its own right. Because when I come in from a 12 hour day I'd like to relax and unwind, not feel like a guest in my own home and be forced to watch some shyte on TV if I venture into the living room because my flatmate does nothing else but prance around the house like she's the only person living there.

_Roz_

The great house I shared had no tv. It was brilliant. The other girl was a masters student and she was sometimes in the kitchen working on her laptop, or the fella would be cooking for a while in the kitchen, and that was it really. They both did annoying things, like he would leave a bit pot of food on the stove top until the following day (or a third day), and neither of them ever cleaned the house, but they were still the easiest housemates I've had by far. Plus, I loved that house like a home, so was happy to clean it. I still miss it. If I'd had the money I would have tried to buy it off the owners.