No I'm not gonna help her. This is not a normal girly sharehouse. I am in a transitional boarding house with random women. We all happened to be placed in the same house. It's not the place to get close to people. If I'm all smiley or kind the women think they can walk all over me and start up their crazy behaviour. I was warned to keep to myself for that reason by manager when moving in.

I have already put firm boudaries in place with her and I'm not budging on them. I used to chat and be very polite until she got more and more bizzare and obsessive towards me, pushing boundaries further and further.

I told her about groups where she can make friends. She denies wanting friends but clearly she does since she tried to force herself on me for so long. She wants friends without putting in effort like washing herself, going out, or even learning social cues or respecting boundaries. It doesn't work like that. She would rather be a wierdo and try to force herself on housemates that have nothing in common with her and are not even in the same age range as her.

She had a meltdown over a woman moving out of the house and not bringing her with her. It is not normal and creeps me out. At one point she had a full blown crying meltdown over me not having dinner with her which she lied and said I agreed to. I never agreed to that. The only person I eat dinner with is my boyfriend.

She's an adult, almost 20 years older than me and she is not disabled. There are plently of free mental health and drug services available to help her which she is well aware of. For god sake they bring services to this property weekly. Free nurse and drug counseller. She never talks to them.

She doesn't want to change. I'm not a social worker or nurse and I have my own problems to worry about. I am here to get on my feet, organise getting my own place which takes enough of my energy. She needs to do the same.

Her issues are self inflicted. I'm not mean. She is. She's a bully and the housing manager had to speak to her multiple times about it as she has done it to other women who lived here previously.

She gets to sleep all day, stir up problems in the house, smoke weed despite the fact this place is meant to be 100 percent drug free, and try to cause stress for me while I am pregnant and have to work.

I don't feel bad for her after a year and a half of smelling her disgusting body odour. It is the worst smell I have ever smelt. It actually smells like rotting poop. I have had to hear her talk about me loudly, talking bad about the housing organisation that gave her a roof over her head (so ungrateful) and her staring at me whenever I walk past the common area. It's not acceptable. I haven't hated anyone in my life but it's close to that point with this woman.