My roommate, who has been evicted, moved in next door to me

I moved into an apartment in mid October. My roommate was there first.<br><br>He was 18 years old and played video games all day. He smoked weed all day. I am 49 and am a working mom.<br><br>We immediately didn’t get along because I was supposed to get the master, but I was moved without being told to the smaller bedroom.<br><br>I have never been a confrontational person and I don’t want to end up without a place to live. So, I just kept my mouth closed and dealt with my small bedroom.<br><br>But it comes with a walk-in closet and a private bathroom. So, it’s really not that bad.<br><br>I have tried to talk to my roommate on multiple occasions, but he is a very quiet man and keeps to himself. I guess that’s ok, but I would like to try to be friends.<br><br>But, that is not the case. He does not like me.<br><br>I don’t even think he likes me because I’m a woman. He doesn’t like having a woman in his space. He has made me cry a couple of times. I think he just likes making me cry and making me mad.<br><br>Anyways, we had an argument one night and the police were called. The landlord heard about this and decided that if I didn’t want this man to be my roommate anymore, she could accommodate that.<br><br>I did not want him to be homeless, I said. And she said that she didn’t want him to be homeless either and that she would help him.<br><br>But she would have to evict him.<br><br>I never thought that it would actually happen, but fast forward about 6 weeks and they are in the process of evicting him.<br><br>I thought that my landlord was kidding me or that maybe I had exaggerated the situation.<br><br>Then Friday comes along and he is moving everything out.<br><br>The last time that I saw him was last Monday. My son and his friend were sitting in the living room watching TV, one on the couch and one on the floor.<br><br>He was walking by and slammed his door so hard, it made the pictures on the wall rattle.<br><br>My son asked me if I wanted to call the police on him and I said no.<br><br>I have never been a confrontational person and I was so glad that he was going to be gone and I couldn’t wait to be rid of him.<br><br>I feel terrible. There are some people that you will never like, but I don’t have to feel bad for him.<br><br>I never did anything to this man. I never did anything wrong to him.<br><br>I think that he put a camera in my room and I think he recorded me while I was changing my clothes.<br><br>Okay, so I have a private bathroom. That does not mean I can’t change in my room.<br><br>But, he doesn’t know that. I would go in the bathroom and change, but a couple of times, I would change in my room.<br><br>I saw a camera on the floor in the hallway one night and thought it was his.<br><br>I picked it up and brought it in my room.<br><br>I changed my clothes in the bathroom after that.<br><br>I didn’t think much of it, I just thought that it was a camera that he had dropped.<br><br>I never thought much of it til I smelled something like dog shit outside my door last week.<br><br>I thought, what the fuck?<br><br>Then I remembered that stupid camera that I had found. I’m sure it was his.<br><br>I confronted him about it and he said that he had put it in my room.<br><br>I told him that I had it and that I was going to take it back to him.<br><br>He said no, I didn’t want it back.<br><br>I asked him if he had recorded me changing my clothes and he said no. I knew that he was lying.<br><br>I don’t know why I want to feel bad for him. I asked the police officer if he was going to have a place to go and he said yes.<br><br>He has a new roommate that is going to help him. Not sure why they didn’t have him move in with the new roommate.<br><br>While roommates are expensive, he couldn’t afford a place on his own. I guess that he could work extra shifts and afford it, but I know that I couldn’t if I was in his shoes.<br><br>He’s a very lucky man and I’m sure he doesn’t feel like it.<br><br>But he’s not homeless. I’m sure that he has family that will help him.<br><br>So here’s the fun part. He moved out last Friday and I haven’t seen him since.<br><br>I took Friday off of work to help him and I didn’t know that he wasn’t coming back.<br><br>The next morning, I got up and looked outside and saw him sitting on the porch next door. I was like what the fuck?<br><br>I looked again last night and I saw him sitting on the porch again.<br><br>Then, I saw him walking out of the house.<br><br>I feel like I’m being watched all of a sudden.