So, FI is pissed with me. Because I am really bad at just telling him he's right.
Basically he's living sort of dorm/suite style with the guy from here that he drove there with. The guy seems nice, but he's also pretty anal about keeping things clean and he's a marathoner in his spare time, so he's super into fitness and eating right. FI is pretty messy. I know I've talked on here before about how his parents are (keep on pushing it over the) borderline hoarders, so that's what he grew up with. He went from their house, to dorms, to pretty much living with me, into some housing at his training, and then lived with a couple of guys on base in P-cola before I moved down there and we lived together. He doesn't do any cleaning when he lives with me, because I just take care of it. He got in at least one kind of tiff with his former roommates in P-cola over messiness, and I think some people may remember back in August when I saw what became "our" apartment for the first time and it was a holy wreck and I had a small breakdown.
FI is also really not good at watching what he eats, and, of course, he asked the marathoner to help him with his diet and exercise. Which was an awful idea because the marathoner is actually trying to help, and FI is supremely bad at taking what he perceives as "slights." He's better at it now, but he still gets pissy when someone gets on his butt about something, because he sees it as them "talking down," even when they're right.
Anyways, I called him tonight to get some info for a bill I was paying and he starts going off about how he feels like his roommate and the girl from here that's also in classes with them are talking to him like he's a child. They apparently keep moving his stuff and he feels like they're talking to him like a child. So, like a petulant child, he just walked out of the apartment while they were doing their St. Paddy's dinner and went to drink with another guy in the class. He starts going off about how his roommate is anal and has a stick up his butt and needs to stop moving his crap. They've apparently been texting him to see what's wrong, but he won't answer them. So, I , ever the mediator, respond to him going off about how cleanly his roommate is, respond with, "Well, honey, you are really messy," to which he responds by hanging up on me. I'm more exasperated than pissed.
He's out of his element, and he's really having to lean hard on the two people from here that he's in class with, both for studying, living, and because he doesn't have a car there. He's very opposite of a lot of military guys because he's horrible at working out, has put on some weight and can't figure out how to lose it, has awful eating habits, and is really messy. He's trying with the weight thing, I think, but not as hard as people like his roommate think he could be. He doesn't care at all about mess because of how he was raised. That's also where he gets the idea that anyone who tries to talk about his flaws or how he could improve is "talking down," he's super sensitive to condescension, even to the point that he sees it where none exists, thanks FMIL!
I guess I just don't want him to alienate these people, especially because he's going to still be working really closely with them and socializing with them once he's back here. He's pretty bad at making friends, and pretty bad at taking criticism. And I know there's not much I can do about the situation now. I was trying to start a conversation with him about how they needed to clear the air and that they both need to compromise, but he just shut me down. I'm just worried because he's still there for another two months, and the last thing he needs to do is get cold-shouldered out of study sessions and such because he keeps blowing his lid over this. And I'm also worried that he's going to go back there drunk tonight and get ridiculous.
Thanks for letting me vent, I realize that I can't protect him from himself, but I can't help wanting to minimize the damage.