My Pregnant Roommate Tried to Kick Me Out—She Wasn’t Prepared for My Next Move

Living with my roommate Claire had always been manageable—until she got pregnant. Suddenly, she expected me to cater to her every need, from late-night cravings to cleaning up after her messes. I tried to be supportive, but things escalated when she demanded I move out, claiming she needed “space for the baby.” I reminded her we both signed the lease, but she insisted I was being selfish. That’s when I made my move: I contacted our landlord, explained the situation, and requested to transfer the lease solely to my name. Claire wasn’t prepared for what came next.

The landlord reviewed our agreement and sided with me. Claire had violated multiple terms—unauthorized guests, noise complaints, and unpaid utilities. I offered to take over the lease and cover the outstanding balance. He agreed. Claire was given 30 days to vacate. She was furious, accusing me of betrayal. But I reminded her: she tried to kick me out of my own home. I wasn’t being cruel—I was protecting my peace. And for the first time in months, I felt in control again.

Claire left bitterly, posting vague social media rants about “fake friends.” I didn’t respond. I focused on reclaiming my space. I redecorated, deep-cleaned, and invited friends over without drama. The apartment felt lighter, quieter, mine. I wasn’t heartless—I was exhausted. Claire had turned pregnancy into entitlement, and I’d finally drawn the line. Boundaries aren’t betrayal. They’re survival.

Weeks later, I got a message from Claire’s cousin, apologizing for her behavior and thanking me for helping Claire find a new place. Apparently, she’d mellowed out and realized she’d gone too far. I didn’t hold a grudge. I just hoped she’d learned something. As for me, I’d learned that standing up for myself doesn’t make me the villain—it makes me free.

Now, I sip coffee in my peaceful living room, surrounded by calm and clarity. I still think about Claire sometimes—not with anger, but with relief. She taught me that kindness without boundaries becomes self-sacrifice. And I’m done sacrificing myself for people who don’t respect me.