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TIFU by maybe ignoring my roommate's assault

I live in a pretty big city with a roommate (24F.) We've only lived together for 3 months, but in that time, she has shared with me that she is a victim of SA (don't want to spell it out and get banned.) This first happened when I had a group of friends over. She told me seeing so many guys in the house, brought back those memories and could I not do that anymore. I felt terrible, so I didn't have anyone over for a while.

This kept happening in other situations too. Can you not play that song, it triggers me. Could you not wear that sports jersey, it triggers me. Could you be more discrete with your dates, seeing them walk around the place with just a shirt on triggers me? This got pretty annoying after a while, but I tried to be understanding. Last weekend, she was away visiting some friend. She was supposed to be gone all weekend and be back Sunday night.

So I invited people over to watch football on Sunday afternoon. She walked in around 3, looked around the place and screamed I asked you not to fucking have people over and ran into her room. People were stunned, it became uncomfortable, and one by one people started leaving. I've been getting more and more suspicious that she made this up just to have her way around the place.

I didn't tell her this in case she didn't, but I decided to stop accommodating her. Me and a bunch of guys agreed to watch a UFC PPV at my place. It's the best place to gather amongst our friend group, because it has a large living room, connected to a pretty big kitchen. So I told her about this today, giving her plenty of heads up (the event is not for like 4 more weeks) and she freaked out, called me an insensitive, selfish asshole.

TL;DR. My roommate shared with me that she a victim, and don't quite believe her.

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