Due to no change in getting my roommate to participate in conversation or household activities, I call his probationary agent. She said that my roommate missed his last appointment and he had failed to respond to her attempts to contact him. I told her that he was depressed, withdrawn, and unresponsive to me for weeks. She asked me if I had any ideas to how to get him to reengage. I had no ideas. I told her that his continuing to share my apartment was no longer sustainable and I would prefer he find other housing.
His PO said she had already issued a warrant for his arrest due to non compliance to check ins. She called the police to pick him up. Police came; he went to jail. I was told that he would meet with Lea within two days. Lea will start the conversation about his next steps. I don’t know if I’ll get pulled into any meetings or discussions.
There is meat spoiling in the fridge. I must throw out or freeze whatever is still viable. I decided to place my order for Factor75 meals — which had been the plan I made with my healthcare team before the roommate moved in.
Feelings. Stressed. Dread what will happen when he finds out I don’t want him back. Confused about how to handle his curb salvaged coffee table which is sitting outside the back door still, because he didn’t take action to put the table in the storage locker or make other plans. Dread telling him that I sold my (his) car. Scared I’ll hate my Factor75 meals.
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