Four of us live together, one is never there, one sleeps early and gets up early, and myself and the other (we'll call him Chris) are total night owls, rarely falling asleep before 3 AM, and usually waking up after midday. I am mega strict about noise after midnight, because I think its incredibly rude to keep someone awake, and frequently tell him to stfu when we're talking after midnight, out of respect to my earlybird house mate. I have PTSD, and always have nasty nightmares when my sleep is disturbed. Annoyingly noise doesn't wake me right up, but rouses me to the point that my brain will start terrorising me. Chris knows this. Chris has had to come and console me after said nightmares.  Chris also has a problem with light, and I have to make sure that all the hall lights remain off when he's sleeping, or he'll wake up. I use a torch if I have to go to the bathroom.

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This morning Chris decided to get up super early, 8.30 to be precise, and had a loud political debate in the hallway outside my room with early bird housemate. Needless to say I proceeded to have a lovely creepy dream (about my grandmother begging me to not let her die, but I digress) and then work up, traumatised, unable to get back to sleep. I'm supposed to be finishing an essay today and I'm frazzled and exhausted, but whats really pissed me off, is that Chris's response to me texting him to shut up, was to tell me that 8.30 wasn't early, it was reasonable to wake me up then, and that I was lazy for not already being awake. I lost my shit at him, and we're still sniping at each other over text.

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I don't see why as I show consideration for others who live in this house, that they can't show consideration for me. My PTSD is not their fault, nor my night owl tendencies, but I bend over backwards to accommodate them both. Just because Chris has decided to suddenly get up early, does not give him the right to make me feel shit for having the same sleeping patterns as he usually does.

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tl:dr; I'm the mother Teresa of accommodating my flatmates, they show me no consideration in exchange. Am I right to be angry?