confronting your own fears

During my college I had some guys as my roommates. Those days we didn’t have much money so there wasn’t any hope of selecting my roommate. I am from a village, away from much of today’s modernity and pomp. They were from cities and that was the crux of the problem. I didn’t know much of the things they did. I am so ashamed to say I didn’t even know how to use an ATM then, as the place where I am from was so backward, you wouldn’t believe though. Seriously the city life had charmed me. And I had new needs, like getting a girlfriend, flaunting modern clothes etc. I was brought up in a vegetarian, calm home, compared to my roomies, so I had an issue with their swearing which I never did like.
They thought about me as an uncivilized guy, unhygienic, not fashionable and naïve. I think they tried to civilize me too but I didn’t have the daring to resist them. They made fun of me, mocked me, belittled me, draining the last drop of confidence from me. It was a kind of slavery but 2 years ago I finished my college and I cut off all contacts abruptly with them. I never had any friends so my face book and phone number was filled with unnecessary people. I deleted my FB, Gmail, everything and brought a new phone with a new simcard.
I have always asked myself that am I scared of these people? I think no, because they have no influence over me but a part of me fills with grief over some incidents
1. I never drank or smoke before I started living with them. So one day I drank too much and fell unconscious during a classmate’s party. Then they came to rescue me and they have always said it was them without who I would have even died. They always treated me as a silly guy and made fun of me. I guess if I remained in contact with them they would treat me in that way.
2. I would always think what would happen if I meet any of them. For example if I am travelling alone in a train and suddenly one of them would come and abuse me for not contacting them and being an ingrate. What should I say? I don’t know. It is an imaginary fear I know.
I am in a process of analyzing myself that’s why I have been posting here. I don’t need advices but I need your opinions. What would you have done if you were me or what do you assume to do by reading this.
Thank you for reading
Have a nice day

Start building up your web presence. Open another account, be it Facebook, google+, instagram, whatever. Post pictures of urban life or wilderness travels or night life in your town. Go to a cafe, order an elaborate looking meal, take a picture of it, or, make one at home and take a photograph. Make short status updates that reflect your current stage in life as positively as possible. Share your literary and arts interests if you have them. Basically, present yourself as an urbane and sophisticated person. When you have built that facade, you can send friends requests to your former roomies. They will see that your past vulnerabilities (lack of sophisticated veneer) are now a thing of the past, and feel powerless to resume hurting you.

That's my reaction to reading your account and if it makes sense to you, implement it slowly, without impulsivity.

It seems to me that you fell into a crowd that was unhealthy and pretty mean, if not abusive to you. You don't need people like that and if that's all your fb and contacts consisted of back then, then you did the right thing. The best vengeance in life is success. Get yourself together, be independent and take care of your own things. If ever the time comes where you meet one of them, it doesn't matter. They mean nothing.. all they did was treat you badly.