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How did your roommate make your life a living hell?

My first roommates were friends of my girlfriend, and since there were four women in the house, obviously there was occasional tension. But we all behaved like adults and worked together to solve any problems and help each other. We’ll call them L, D, and J. We decided to move to Knoxville TN when the lease was up, and since L’s sister wanted to move out of their parent’s house they agreed to move in with her. And since a new Rural King, who L and I worked for as cashiers, was going to open a new store in that area we agreed to transfer to that store and help train the new cashiers instead of them being sent off to train. (It didn’t work out that way but that’s irrelevant.) We packed everything in the two story bedroom into a UHaul and two cars to move. Unfortunately J and I were in the car that broke down not ever half way there (a story for another time.) So we moved in with her grandparents for a couple weeks until I could get a cheap bus ticket and pack all of my clothes and a few other things into a large army bag (I still have it. Its so big and I love it). Now that you have the backstory, here’s the fun part. When I moved into the apartment with L and D, L’s younger sister was already there and I moved into the smallest bedroom that mostly had L and D’s things in there with what stuff of ours made it stuffed in the closet. Since I was living there, I agreed to help with bills since it was only fair. The problem wasn’t L or D. The problem was L’s sister, who we’ll call Miss Piggy. Miss Piggy was over weight, but not “fat” and she had depression and anxiety and several other mental illnesses. Which was fine since the only one who didn’t was L. Miss Piggy took it to a new level. If anyone had a headache, she had a migraine. Her stomach hurt worse. Her feet hurt worse. Her skin was in worse condition. Her hair was in worse condition (which considering how few times she’d bathed over her entire life was very silky and just barely oily). We once were talking about medicines and brought up Lithium. We told her she absolutely did not need Lithium. What happens? She goes to her therapist the next week and comes home to proudly show off her new prescription of- Lithium. She had to be in the living room because that’s where everyone else was as well. She had to talk during movies or TV shows or even video games. She would literally watch someone play Assassin’s Creed and would look up facts about the time period that game was in and tell everyone, making it seem like she knew it all along. She would also watch people play video games and give stupid advise. By that I mean I was playing Murdered: Soul Suspect and was at the train part. Another roommate, A, (A and B had moved in until they could get their own place since they had just graduated and were convinced to come to Knoxville as well. We’ll get to that later.) had beaten the game and told me to “zoom past” so while I was playing and trying to figure it out what she meant, I died a couple times and of course Piggy spoke up. “She said she just zoomed past.” Why thank you Piggy. I hadn’t heard the first time. Why don’t you try to give some helpful advice like telling me what that means? And she would give “advice” like that all the time. “Where did you come from?!” “He got back on his horse.” *rolls eyes and sighs* It was shit like that all. The. Damn. Time. She was also “horribly” lactose intolerant. So was I and D. But she’d throw it up and freak out if there was even a drop of milk. (Funny side note, but she once ate an entire burrito filled with sour cream and didn’t know it and didn’t get the slightest bit sick from it.) Whenever I’d offer to cook she just sigh (sighing was her thing. You don’t understand. She once came in the apartment and stood by the door, slumped and stood there looking miserable and sighed. 17 times. Two of us counted and it was literally 17 times in under 10 minutes.) and say “No you don’t have to.” In this weird, miserable, woe-is-me sighed tone. She would claim she can’t have it because of milk even when I’d offer to make Steaming Behemoths. (I tried to make homemade hot pockets and just decided fuck it and made a giant one. One piece fad one person) I didn’t use any sort of milk in the breading, or cheese unless I felt like it. Which wasn’t often since I used oil and plain tomato sauce or carefully selected pizza sauce to keep it moist. Also, I hate the taste of cheese. So much… She would also not bathe for literally months at a time. At one point it had been five months and she didn’t even perfume. She just put on deodorant and walked out in her fancy clothes and work with people and do things. It didn’t cover the smell especially when she would wear her favorite white/blue tanktop. Meaning, pits are bare. She would also not clean her dishes when she used them, leaving them to sit there. And if she made tea or anything she never even rinsed it, so at some point people were getting sick and it was because the lid had started to mold on the inside. She also wouldn’t do her laundry and would make D do it for her. Wash, dry, fold, put away. She didn’t even do her sheets or bedding. Oh wait, that’s because she didn’t have sheets. She would masturbate with a toy and not clean it and would use it often. On her futon with no sheets. And she wouldn’t bathe so everything was on that thing since she slept naked. She also wouldn’t clean her room. Period. At all. Everything stayed where it was no matter what. Dirty and clean clothes were just sitting on a chair and the floor and even just surrounding her filthy bed in puddles and piles. When A and B moved in for a few months everyone was pretty happy. Except Piggy. She had dated B once and lied about her entire personality the entire time. So B has her own problems and A didn’t like her because she was dating B. What made it worse was that when Piggy finally had taken a shower, it was while A and B were on the way and when they walked in Piggy came out in a towel, dripping wet, gave a coy little shoulder thing and walked into her room. That was like two feet away. Oh, and the bathroom was also attached to her room directly. (It was one of those that attached to a bedroom and also the hall so others could use it.) She was also very heavily flirting with D, L’s girlfriend. Reminder, D is L’s girlfriend. Piggy is L’s sister. Piggy is flirting with D. In front of L but even harder when L isn’t there. She would also go to the Deli I worked at and order like 2 pounds of London Broil roast beef (in my opinion the stinkiest and most liquid roast beef we sold). She’d go out and left it sitting there once. And that was when we were told to keep everything remotely edible in the fridge or high on shelves because he would eat it. And since he had kitty hiv (which is called FIV) it wasn’t healthy for anyone. Plus, he has a disorder so he will try to eat until he explodes. He went after her roast beef, that she had left on the counter, and he’d tried to eat it. On another occasion she had bought even more of it and stuck the bag in between the cushions. She would eat it out of the bag, literally slurping it and sucking her fingers afterwards. That bag, filled with liquid, stayed there for who knows how long before the smell started making us all feel sick. And our first thought was literally “she hasn’t bathed in so long and she’s always in that one seat so her stink sank in and we’ll smell it forever.” B cleans the house one day and finds the baggy, clearing up the smell immediately. If only this was the worst of it. But no, it gets worse. Because A and B need a place to sleep while staying there, I agree to give up the room and move into the room with Piggy while they get a place. Since A and B were dating, and D and L were dating and Piggy and I were ‘single’ (she was single, my girlfriend was in another county until she could get a car) it made sense. She never vaccumed. She never did her laundry. She never put her school supplies up. She never put any of the things she used up (laptop, ipod, etc.). She left a Smoothie King cup with some still in it sitting on her nightstand until it molded so bad that I would get dizzy and feel overly warm when I just went in the room. She left Wendy’s cups in there for weeks or months at a time. She once bought a sandwich at a gas station and it was unopened when we found it. Molded in the package. She had a cat too. It would pee and shit in its litter box and it wouldn’t be cleaned so she would pee and shit all around it until there’s no where left. And the one time I decided to change the litter for her it was concrete. I couldn’t even scoop because it was so hard. This cat also peed in my bed four times. The first time I was upset and got the Clorox wipes and Awesome and scrubbed, throwing the sheets and blankets in the washer. The second I was angrier and did the same thing. I let it go again. By the third time I would smell the entire bed with my face inches away before laying down. Then she left a huge spot right where I lay and I was done. I storm out of there and refuse to sleep in there again, sleeping on the couch instead. Even just having my clothes in there would make them smell. To make it worse, the cat was supposed to be in a giant cage just for herself with plenty or room to eat, drink, and play around. Not that her owner really gave her water ever (her water bowl, when it was in the bathroom, went three weeks empty before I filled it. Keep in mind that Piggy’s room was attached to the bathroom.) At one point we were all so done with her bullshit that we just ignored her. We only replied when she asked a question and even then it was short. She had a mental breakdown about two weeks in, or at least claimed to, and moved back in with her parents for two months. She also had plenty of other terrible features, like accusing my girlfriend, who she’d never met, of having abused me. She never has, but because I decided to not really eat for a week, having more issues with simple things than should be allowed, like, say, eating someone else’s food even with permission, Piggy says my GF is abusive. Parting info, I call her Piggy not just because she lives like one. We went to Ren Fair and she wore a peasant dress that was pretty loose and billowy on her. The next year, we always go at the same time, that same dress wont fit. Not even if she sucks it in a lot. Plus she will order out and get ~$40 of food delivered and eat it in one sitting. As bad as she is, it gets worse. We move out and into a new apartment by ourselves, J and I. The landlord walks through the apartment when we are not there without telling us unless he finds something he doesn’t like. Plus, we have all these bills and none of our paychecks can go to food without having to skip a bill and we’re only getting enough for a week or two, and all cheap. We meet a couple of coworkers who seem really cool and become friends with them. We even start giving them rides since their car is totaled and they live down the street. After a bit when our lease it up we agree to move out and in with them until we can save up for a new place. I would much rather live with Piggy again. Before we even moved in they would catch me alone (after they got their car and would drive me with them when we shared days J didn’t work, especially) and tell me about how terrible J was. How she’s so lazy at work. How she was flirting with the Coach (kind of a supervisor, we worked in a call center). How she was abusing me. How they hated this that and the other about her. They had me convinced, well after we’d moved in with them, that she was not only abusive but also leaving me. They would say that because she wasn’t being physically affectionate all the time, especially when we’d drink with them or whenever I’d jokenly mention how she never shared in the sex with me, always expecting to receive but never give, that she didn’t want me. That it was abusive. The truth? She knew I’d been molested by my step-father and was respecting that. She also knew that I never felt arousal so she always felt like she might be taking advantage of me. Plus, it never did anything for her. I also keep cold sores, for months at a time at my worst, a couple of weeks at my best. So the times its safe to kiss me are a bit few and far between. I won’t even kiss her shoulder or head when I have one anywhere, even in my nose. (And those are always the worst, trust me. The face I can handle. The nose, I’ve kept one for three months before.) She’s also not into PDA and honestly neither of us are the touchy type. They would also get highly upset if I mentioned us being broke and blamed it all on her. She was getting too much from the machine at work. She was buying pizza on her day off just for herself. She spent it on stupid shit like XBox games or Gold. They were more upset about me being broke than I was. So they kept pushing and pushing it until I would get upset about it and be stingy with the money. They convinced me that she didn’t want me to have anything for myself. They said that she didn’t care if I ate or not. That she wanted me to starve. Yet another form of abuse. If she came in with fast food just for her, since I wasn’t with her and she wasn’t the driver, they’d say that she didn’t care about me. Never mind that they’d taken me out for Chinese while she was working a few times. They convinced me that it was fair because she was doing the same. They said she was abusing me and making me her slave. If she asks for something I’ll get up and make it or get it for her. I have no problem with that. I like making her happy and spoiling her. They almost had me convinced that this was more abuse and that she only saw me as her slave. All of this within the first 2–3 months of knowing them. And all during this time they would wait for her to go to bed and make sure I’m out there before telling me “You need to talk to you GF about X.” —She’s spending way too much money. —Stop eating out/ordering food for herself. —She was abusing the dogs. —She was eating too much at the house. It just went on and on and on. I’m close to tears constantly and about to breakdown and they’re just filling my head with all this shit. Keep in mind that things have been stressful for the two of us. We are having a rocky period in our relationship. They come and go, its perfectly natural. And they see this and are taking advantage of it. They even tell me, about three times a day, that they will gladly kick her out (she would’ve had no where to go unless she begged D and even that was questionable.) They reassured me that they would let me stay and take care of me, but she would be thrown out “because of how lazy she is.” We talk, get the relationship straightened back out and things are fine. Then the tables turn. They are getting her alone, even texting her into their bedroom without letting me know. I just hear her notification and see her get up and go. They are telling her the same things they told me. The exact same. Emphasis on the “abusing the dogs” bit and less on the “spending too much” bit. Why wouldn’t they talk to J personally? Because if they did she would be mad at them and it would ruin their friendship. Why wouldn’t they talk to me personally? Because if they did I would be mad at them and it would ruin our friendship. During this time we have left the call center job about two or three months into us living with them. We have no money. We take out loans, I at least plan to pay them back. They get a little over $500 each. I get almost $750. Plus our last checks. We make plans to buy groceries and eat at home and maybe go out and do something fun now and then. We only planned to be out of work about a month. We had bills covered, right? Wrong. They want to eat out every other day. They want to buy tons of alcohol, especially beer, every day. In the end, the $400 I saved for me and my GF to go on vacation or get a place, is gone. All of our money went to eating out and alcohol and bills. The wife, we’ll call her “Taylor,” had already budgeted for my $400 to be spent on bills anyway. I know because she planned this out about five feet away from me and wasn’t bothering to keep her voice down. Right after we quit to take a (very very deserved vacation) Taylor started drinking far more than usual. She would drink an entire bottle of Jack Daniel’s Green Apple or Honey whiskey, plus some of my GF’s Svedka Cherry vodka. She would also bum any beers or liquer we hadn’t already drank and promise to buy one back. (She never did. We stood right in front of the Svedka Cherry and they even said “Thinking about vodka?” and pointed out a particular flavor. They love Mango and I keep telling them I can’t stand it but they never remember. They just walked to the counter and I had to replace the vodka myself. Taylor’s excuse? “Well she doesn’t drink anyway.” She also has yet to buy back any beers she got from me.) She spent every day for almost two straight weeks drinking. Wake up, get drunk, pass out. Wake up, reach out to grab whatever she didn’t finish or grab a new one, get drunk, pass out. Rinse. Wash. Repeat. She had been alcoholic even before we’d moved in and were just visiting. It was much worse now. She’d finish all her stuff and start begging her husband, we’ll call him “David”, to have some of ours. Se wouldn’t ask us. She’d ask her husband. If he said no she’d bounce in her seat and whine at the top of her lungs before suddenly dropping her voice mid whine. (Have you met a toddler throwing a tantrum? It’s exactly like that. I have a brother 14 years younger than me and I’ve seen plenty of toddler whinings.) And if he told her no in a “that settles it” tone she’d reach to to smack at him or spit on him. Then she’d go over to our mini-fridge (we were using it for alcohol and cigarettes) and take whatever she wanted and start drinking it then laugh like she’d done nothing wrong. At some point I bought a couple things of Black/Cherry Whiskey and they drank more than I did from both of them. In fact, one of them I had barely sipped at and it was gone the next day. The only thing not touched was my wine, and tat was mostly because wine didn’t get her drunk like she wanted. They also start blaming us for everything. Keep in mind that Taylor and David were not to blame for any of this. Toilet Paper getting low? It was out fault. Didn’t matter that any time we tried to talk them into getting the bigger amounts of rolls, they wanted smaller, cheaper packs that would be gone within a few months. And it didn’t matter if it lasted three hours or three months. As soon as we were running low it was “I don’t know who it is, but someone has been using way too much TP.” It wasn’t said around Taylor, just us. Food/Money getting low? Also our fault because they “only eat once a day” and we eat more. And we also spent more money than them. Doesn’t matter what we spent it on (them, bills, groceries. Nothing for us since anytime we did they would bitch about how “are you sure you’ll be able to cover bills though?”) Internet being used too fast? Obviously us. David came out of their room to inform us, almost five times a day, to tell us about the internet going up 10 Gigs an hour. This goes on for a week or so until they change the password. David cheerfully informs me that he’s changed the password and its another two days before we get the password. Our phones had been turned off because Taylor convinced us that we didn’t need them since we’d still get incoming calls/texts. No matter how often we told her that we literally only used the data for reading and such when not at home, she kept going on about how we didn’t need our phones on because we could still receive calls. We are also told to keep any streaming or internet usage period to a bare minimum because of ow the internet is going up so fast. Keep in mind that we had both TVs and XBox One’s in the living room at once and one was streaming Netflix, the other Hulu, J was on her phone reading, Taylor was on her phone on facebook, David was on his phone watching youtube, and I was streaming Kiss Anime on my laptop while using Trilion to roleplay with J. All at one time. The internet wasn’t going up 10 Gigs then. The next month, we are told that it can’t be the Modem, as had been decided last month. No way it could be. They called Xfinity/Charter/Comcast (you know the company. they go by several names) and Comcast said that it wasn’t the box. Ignoring the fact that Comcast is shitty to their customers and rip everyone off, they had said last month, when they paid the bill, that the woman at the Comcast office said she wouldn’t know if the modem was at fault until she saw the info for the next bill. We are reminded to keep any and all streaming, especially Hulu/Netflix, and all internet usage period to a minimum because of how fast it was going up. (Now it was apparently about 100 megabites or whatever, the amount was lower this time, higher than when they’d gone to bed.) Obviously they had nothing to do with it. It was our evil, evil, laptops to blame. During this entire time we’ve “cracked down” on internet usage, we’d actually cut out about half of our usage (I focused more on puzzles or my Vita and even started back on my Nancy Drew games. J played offline games or her 3DS). Them on the other hand….. I would go to the bathroom and hear Netflix, and sometimes I’d hear it on the living room couch through their wall. Bitch, you ain’t got Foster’s Home for Imaginary Friends or Golden Girls on DVD. And if they fell asleep, they would purposely put on Netflix to fall asleep to. And if Netflix wasn’t on, Call of Duty was. I’ve seen David play two rounds offline, and Taylor refuses to even try. She’d just as soon snap the disk in half than play offline. They might play Mortal Kombat X a couple times, but I know what Netflix and COD sound like motherfucker. They’d been telling us that they were only watching DVDs and playing offline games. Bullshit. I’d walked in their room (we were filling out walmart applications) and they were watching Netflix. DVDs don’t have “Paranormal Investigations” in the upper corner. DVDs don’t have a red/white bar at the bottom of the screen when paused. They don’t have “S2:E5” either. Then they started pulling other bullshit. They got pissed because the dogs came in wet and we put them in the cage to dry off like always. They fell asleep. They were in there MAYBE three hours, sleeping peacefully. And if we let them out while David and Taylor are asleep, the dogs will paw at the door, whine, and bark until they get let in. Which would piss them off. They lied and said that I was abusing the dogs because I would snap at them when they’d get on the couch. Did I snap? Yes. Not because they were on the couch- I didn’t give a sit about that. I cared when they would get rowdy (One was a husky that came up to my waist sitting and was taller than me on back legs. the other was a husky/pitt mix and still pretty big though not as much as the other) and would end up trampling me. I also hate it when dogs jump on me (standing on their back legs with their forepaws on me.) Those were the only times I’d snap and it was more to the trampling. They both lied and said that I did it every time they got on the couch or said hi. Here’s how the “dog abuse” kept happening. J was playing Mass Effect and the bigger dog wanted in her lap. She calmly tells him “no, get down” and even pats him on the head if she can. He walks right over to his “parents” and tries to get up on the couch and they yell at him and literally physically push him off the couch. There was more than enough room for him to lay down, it was all he wanted. They didn’t want him there and they keep pushing him away. He became depressed for a couple weeks, since his “parents” wanted absolutely nothing to do with him, and they blamed it all on J. As for me, I don’t like to be trampled or jumped on, as explained, and I didn’t constantly pet them and love on them like David and Taylor wanted. That was what they called abuse. They’d also left them in the cage for hours and hours (think closer to 10 than 5) because they’d fall asleep or be in their room and forget. But we leave them in the cage for about 3 and oh~ God have Mercy~ They also blamed Taylor’s alcholism on us. “It’s just so stressful with you these days!” Not J, just me. I was causing that stress to make her drink like that. Uhhhh no. Bitch was like that before we even moved in. Bitch was like this before things got worse. Taylor and David brought over a mutual coworker to hang out for a night. Taylor drank an entire bottle of Yeager by herself. Plus beer. Plus a little tequila. And her usual whiskey. This was when things were good and we were all buddy-buddy. And, like every other time she gets drunk, she goes to the bathroom and doesn’t come out. She passes out in there either until David goes to get her out (being cursed out, smacked, punched, kicked, and insulted the entire time while he just repeats “other people need to use the bathroom”) or she comes out by herself. That could be between two hours and six hours. The other coworker had planned to stay the night since she’d drank so much. However, she had to pee so bad that she just went home instead. She went home. Drunk. SHE HAD PLANNED TO STAY THE NIGHT, ON THE COUCH, SINCE SHE HAD BEEN DRINKING. SHE DROVE HOME BECAUSE SHE HAD TO PEE SO BAD. They kept her tequila and drank the rest, even though they could have given it back and they both hated it. The coworker never spoke to them and tried her best to avoid them. She would even walk by and act like they weren’t there. That’s how bad that night ended. Another instance of Taylor’s drinking was when they got in a fight in the living room and woke us up. This was during her binge. She had, earlier that week, drank so much against everyone’s will (I’d gone to lay down in bed because I just couldn’t stand her any more that night, so I didn’t see it, but I heard all of it.) that she threw up everywhere. Her solution? “I promised not to drink for a couple more days.” A couple. She drinks enough beer and rum and vodka that she violently vomits and she agrees to not drink- for two days. And even then she’s back to beer the second those two days are up and her husband agrees to take her to the gas station. (Can you see where all the loan money went? Because of this, my $400 went to a bill and I was left with nothing while they still had cash to eat out and get gas and cigarettes but were “broke”) Taylor got a round of applause and cheers from us for promising to not drink for two days. She went right back to drinking. She threw the biggest tantrum ever. And we’re to blame for her being an alcoholic. We caused that much stress. Keep in mind that this is before I started being “mean” and “snappy” to them. Back to the fight. We had both fallen asleep. I had taken 20 mg of melatonin to sleep as usual. So I’m understandably upset when I’m woken up by yelling. David is telling her that she has to cut down on her drinking because its causing everyone else problems. She’s throwing a tantrum. She literally says, and I quote “You never let me do what I want!!!” “You’re always yelling at me!!!!” “I just want to drink and act like I’m 16!!! I never got to be 16!” and it just goes on and on. I’m rolling my eyes so hard that I can feel them tugging at my brain and I get a headache. Then he says not to spit on him again. Then he says to stop hitting him. Finally he gets sick of her shit and tries to leave the house to go on a walk. She’d been whining before but now she’s also sobbing and pushing him away from the door, screaming about how he’ll just leave her like everyone else. Yeah. I am definitely the reason she’s alcoholic. Now, normally I wouldn’t bring up personal fights like that. But you need to understand what I’ve been dealing with. I can’t handle a normal two year old. Why should I have to handle a 22 year old 2 year old? And during the whole time we’ve lived with them they would take us out to eat and every other meal was “Hey if you get this one, we’ll get the next one.” Every other meal. For five months. In the beginning I was all “well we are friends and they keep saying we’re like family. I’ll cover it, we have the money.” Now, we have been mooched dry. They expect us to pay for them to eat out. They expect us to pay for household supplies. They expect us to pay for the bulk, if not all, of the groceries. They expect us to pay for gas every other time its gotten. They expect us to pay half the bills. They expect us to save up and get a car/new place. On top of that, if we buy literally anything for us- video games, snacks, pizza, books, clothes, even meal kits (like the 6 Salisbury steaks and such) or taco bell, they harass us about how we plan to buy that and pay the bills. They also lied and said they both spent five hours cleaning the apartment recently. Single handedly I cleaned the kitchen, bathroom, and living room in about two hours. I didn’t vacuum because fuck them and I didn’t do cat litter because its hard for me to get the litter box out and they know this. (We are also responsible for buying cat litter and food since we also have a cat. 1 cat. They have 4.) One person in two hours did more than two in five. I call high bullshit. It doesn’t help their case when I used one clorox wipe to barely wipe down te tv stand and it was so covered in dust I had to use another one for the coffee table. They also blame us for not being able to spray their house for bugs. They spent like two months sleeping on the new couch in the living room. They didn’t use their bedroom. They could have started in their unused bedroom. But no, it has to be our room first. They claim its all junky looking, but we also had a full dining room table and the chairs in our room. Taken apart, but its still there. Plus they still have their shit and their last roommates shit in here, including a dresser without any drawers, and they keep promising to get it all out and never do. Did I mention their past roommates? No? Well guess what. They’ve told us since they met us about how bad they had all been. “Never came out of their room” “Always on the internet” “Wouldn’t clean” “Caused so much stress” “Terrible people” And now they are saying the same thing to us, and if you think about it they have been all along. So now I’m wondering if they purposely pull people in and mooch them dry before kicking them out, trying to ruin any relationship they might have along the way. Its easy to see why they don’t have friends and none of their old roommates want to talk to them. Once they saw that I wasn’t going to keep letting them badmouth my GF, they turned to her to badmouth me. Before they were looking for excuses to throw her out. Now they are looking for excuses to throw me out. Mmmm. You keep telling lies like that, you gonna go straight to Hell. They have caused just me so much stress that I spend all of my time in the bedroom, only coming out for the bathroom and if I really need food. It takes me three hours to eat one bowl of cereal whereas before I could eat one in minutes. Every bite I take of anything makes me want to throw up and I’m either shaking (due to my severe untreated anxiety. They also brag about how they refuse medicine they desperately need because it makes them feel like zombies. While I’m sitting here desperately scrapping pennies to get medicine and I’m already a zombie.) or in tears. And since J won’t stand up for herself and just quietly accepts blame for everything, they love her now. So I have no idea what they’re doing to her or the mind games they’re playing though I imagine its similar to what they did to me. They are abusive and manipulative people who don’t care about others. They con people out of their money and then break them down so they have nothing left and kick them to the curb. And Taylor refuses to wash her hands or even use Germ X after using the bathroom. But she touches everything.

What should I do if my 2lb dog ate 5mg melatonin?

You really need to contact your vet. One site suggests that between 2 - 5 mg. of melatonin can cause seizures in young children. A 2 lb. dog just doesn’t have enough body mass to be able to process what may be considered safe drugs and medications. Your vet would have the knowledge and experience to advise whether this is something that needs to be treated or not.

My dog ate half a 5mg melatonin pill (Mason Nature). Does it contain xylitol?

The ingredients should be listed on the bottle, but I checked for you and it doesn’t have xylitol. These are the ingredients: Vitamin B6 (Pyridoxine HCl) 1 mg (DV 50%); Calcium (as Dicalcium Phosphate) 54 mg (DV 4%); Melatonin 5 mg (Daily Value not Established); Microcrystalline Cellulose; Stearic Acid; Croscarmellose Sodium; Vegetable Magnesium Stearate; Silica

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