I just processed that a significant part if my life trouble came from my imprinting on my black roommate my freshman year in high school at Wayland School. I identified as black without realizing it, we were so close. And then at the end of it she said i was prejudiced. I was so confused. I was insecure with white women because the white roommate i had after that mistreated me and i never got that straightened out. I lived to make A’s, as Sarah, the black girl, had taught me, and the rest is the history if my life as i know it. Here the roommate i had abused me and now i can say how: she preyed on my liw self-esteem to pass if sone i sanity that i should never had to lus ten to, it thrratened my mentsl bslance. Whn i talked to C, the care coordinator about it, she treated me vadly, “hie dare you criticize this respected long-standing resident?” Well excuse me but thus woman us deeply disturbed and i dont want to be drawn in by her. Niw i have to leave. Thanks a lot miss M.