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TIFU by telling my roommate her boyfriend can't come over anymore

So I (22F) live with my roommate Sarah (21F) and we've been cool for like 8 months now. Her boyfriend Jake comes over literally every single day and I'm starting to lose my mind. Like he's here when I wake up, he's here when I get home from work, he's eating our food and leaving dishes everywhere. I swear he lives here more than I do and he doesn't pay rent.

Yesterday I finally snapped because I came home and found him using my laptop without asking. I told Sarah this isn't working and Jake needs to limit his visits to maybe 3 days a week max. She got super upset and said I'm being controlling and that it's her apartment too so she can have whoever she wants over.

Now she's barely talking to me and Jake hasn't been over since which honestly feels amazing but also I feel kind of guilty? Like maybe I should have talked to her about it earlier instead of letting it build up. My friend thinks I was totally reasonable but my sister says I was being a bitch about it.

I don't know, am I wrong for setting boundaries in my own place? I pay half the rent but now I feel like the bad guy. Sarah keeps giving me these looks and the vibe is so awkward. Maybe I should have just dealt with it?

TL;DR: Told roommate her boyfriend can't be over every day, now she hates me and I don't know if I was wrong

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