Bathroom Battles: A Tale of Territorial Toiletries and Prenatal Privileges

Hey, fellow drama enthusiasts! It’s your favorite purveyor of piping hot takes, Roger, back again with another story so juicy, you might want to wash your hands after reading it. Straight from the depths of Reddit comes a real-life saga that could rival any prime-time soap opera. So, grab your popcorn, or perhaps a loofah, as we dive into the turbulent waters of household harmony and personal space invasions.

Imagine, if you will, a 24-year-old woman living the dream in her childhood home, courtesy of her globe-trotting parents. This is no ordinary woman; she’s a modern-day Snow White, cohabitating with two big dogs and a cat. Enter the problematic prince, aka younger brother, his pregnant girlfriend, and their clandestine cat, turning our protagonist’s sanctuary into a veritable zoo. The bone of contention? A bathroom. Yes, folks, you heard it right—a bathroom has become the battleground for what I can only describe as the ultimate test of familial bonds and bladder control.

Our heroine, desperate for a sliver of solitude, had previously claimed the guest room’s bathroom as her own. However, her brother’s girlfriend, a recent discoverer of this porcelain oasis, now desires unfettered access. Pregnant and presumably in need of frequent baths (a non-negotiable for anyone who’s carried a tiny human), the girlfriend’s requests seem reasonable, right? Not so fast. Our protagonist is less than thrilled about sharing her sanctuary, leading us to the million-dollar question: Is she the asshole for wanting to keep her bathroom to herself?

Before casting stones or toiletries, let’s consider the facts. The brother and his girlfriend have overstayed their welcome, transforming the house into a den of sloth and indebtedness, all while contributing nothing but a hidden cat to the household dynamics. The girlfriend, a fixture in the bathtub, has used it without permission and even fallen asleep in it—clearly a step too far for our bathroom-guarding heroine.

Now, dear reader, you might be thinking, “Roger, surely the solution is as simple as swapping bathrooms.” Alas, the plot thickens. Mother dearest has vetoed the idea, fearing her guest room (and its associated bathroom) would fall victim to her son’s less-than-genteel touch.

So, where does that leave us? Is our heroine the villain of this piece for guarding her loo with the ferocity of a lioness protecting her cubs? Or is she simply a woman pushed to the brink, fighting for the last vestige of her personal space amidst the chaos of uninvited houseguests and feline subterfuge?

**Roger’s Hot Take:** Not the asshole, my friends. While empathy for the pregnant girlfriend’s comfort is commendable, it’s drowned out by the tidal wave of freeloading and boundary-neglect cascading through this house. Everyone deserves a sanctuary, a place to retreat from the world—or in this case, from the chaos next door. Offering up high-quality hair products as a peace offering? That’s going above and beyond. Our heroine has not only the right but arguably the duty, to reclaim her bathroom and, with it, a modicum of peace.

The moral of this sordid tale? Communication is key, boundaries are sacred, and sometimes, the bathroom is more than just a room—it’s a battleground for respect, autonomy, and the occasional peaceful bath. Remember, no one should have to sacrifice their oasis of calm on the altar of misplaced courtesy. And to the brother and his girlfriend: It’s time to get your ducks—or in this case, your cats—in a row and find a new pond.

There you have it, another day, another drama, and another hot take served with the sass you’ve come to know and love. This is Roger, signing off, and reminding you: in the battle of wills, make sure you’re not the one getting flushed.

Original story

I know the title sounds horrible, please try to hear me out 😅

Some backstory: So I (24F) live in an area where it’s impossible to find apartments/rentals, and when you do find them the rent is usually over $1500. I also have 2 big dogs and a cat. So renting is basically impossible for me. My parents have a house (my childhood home) in this area but they currently live in another city about 4 hours away for work. So for those reasons, i live in my childhood home. My parents and I are besties and this whole arrangement works great for all of us. They need someone to watch over the house, and i need somewhere to live. It’s the perfect solution. They come visit me about once a month.

My brother (23) was working in another state on a contract, so his job paid for him to live in a hotel. When his contract ended, he didn’t line another one up or find any other work to do. Also despite making great money and not having to pay for housing, he
didn’t save any money from this last job he had. So he moved home with me, and he brought his girlfriend (22) and their dog. They were supposed to be here for “a couple weeks max” while he found another contract, most likely in a different state.

They’ve been here for 2 months now. They got a cat who they’re hiding from my parents. They don’t have jobs. They borrow money from my parents for everything. They sleep all day and leave the house trashed all the time. And a couple weeks ago we found out that she’s pregnant!

Mine and my brother’s bedrooms are right across from each others and we used to share a bathroom. When i found out they were coming here, i moved all of my toiletries upstairs to the guest room bathroom so I wouldn’t have to share with them. I always hated sharing a bathroom with him. My parents knew about this and were okay with me taking over the guest room bathroom.

Well a few weeks ago, before knowing she was pregnant, they went out for her birthday with my parents and she got drunk enough that my mom had to put her in the guest room bathroom bathtub to clean up after puking on herself.

Ever since she found out about the bathtub in “my” bathroom, she is constantly asking to use it. Their bathroom only has a shower. She will usually text me when I’m at work to ask and i never know what to say because i don’t want her to use it but i feel like an asshole for not wanting to share. I know that it’s stupid and probably makes me sound so spoiled, but i just want my own bathroom all to myself 😫 is that too much to ask?! They have taken over the entire house. Including what used to be my bathroom! I just want this one space untouched by them.

Most of the time when she asks and i don’t respond, she will just use my bathroom anyways. I assume my brother tells her to because it’s “not technically my bathroom anyways”. Today i came home from work and rushed to my bathroom to pee and i found her asleep in the bathtub. She had texted me earlier but i didn’t respond. I didn’t react other than telling my brother she was asleep so he could make sure she was okay. But would I be the asshole if i told them not to use this bathroom anymore? I talked to my parents about it and they are okay with me doing that.

If she wasn’t pregnant, i wouldn’t even hesitate to tell them not to use it. My sister thinks I’m an asshole because she said her baths were a lifesaver in her first trimester. And i don’t hate my brothers girlfriend, i like her and want to have a good relationship with her. But i also don’t want to be sharing my bathroom and all my good products with her 🥲 am i a horrible person for that? I would even give her some of my good products (im hairstylist so i have lots) if that would help her enjoy her own bathroom more. Hell, I would tear apart their bathroom, redo it, and add the nicest bathtub available for her if I could. I just want my bathroom to myself. AITA?

Ps. I know the obvious solution here is to trade bathrooms with them. Unfortunately that won’t work because my mom doesn’t want my brother destroying her guest room lol he’s a nuisance