Setting Boundaries with a Roommate

My roommate kept stealing from me. I set one boundary—and now I’m the villain. This gets messy.

Part 2 When I caught her in my room, she didn’t even look embarrassed.

She laughed at me and said, “Girl, chill. We’re roommates.

It’s shared stuff.” I told her straight up—no, it’s NOT shared. My room is my private

space. My things are not community property. That’s when things shifted.

She started acting like I was the problem. Like I was being dramatic over “small stuff.” So I did

the only thing I could think of to protect my space. I bought a simple lock for my bedroom

door. Nothing fancy. Just enough to keep my stuff mine. And that’s when