The axiomatic nature of the psychoness of couples as housemates

The mysterious poster strikes again, commenting on another way old post of mine.

Housemates are good, they balance us. My main fear is that all my experiences with a couple in group living situations have involved one of the couple disappearing (if one of the members is not a housemate) or the couple going individually or collectively psycho. Karl & Janet, Paul & Glen-Paul, Shannon & Scott, psychoness ensued.

… Conveniently, I listed my roommates in the post in question, so I rapidly found the exceptions. and . They were sane. It was good. We got along swimmingly. And my brief time living with and Virginia (his wife) wasn’t bad at all, though I wasn’t around much either. Whether I went psycho on Choli while dating or she went psycho on me while dating is an interesting academic question. may have an opinion as the trapped third roommate. Mutual psycho-ness may be a reasonable perspective on the situation.

Regardless, I had feared that I was doomed to picking at least one of asshole, single, and/or living with no one other than my siginificant other, if applicable. I am now reassured.