I've been living with my parents for over 20 years. That's a sad fact isn't it? I had to graduate college just when the world decided to go completely broke. The only thing I have ever wanted out of my life was to leave the nest and move out on my own. Everything about living alone excites me. I want to have my own kitchen to cook in. I want to do things my way. I want to be able to have alone time whenever I want it. I want to decorate everything to my taste. I want to leave a pair of socks on the floor without my mom coming over and telling me to clean it up.
Moving out means you need to have a lot of money. I'm not exactly broke, but where I live you need to either have a bunch of money to rent an apartment, work 5 jobs, or have 18 roommates. I don't have any of these things, and thus I am stuck in the worst living situation that anyone could possibly ever want to be in. Don't get me wrong, I love my family very much, but there comes a time when living with them makes you want to bash your head in. It is that time for me.
Sometimes I think that I should just go for it and move even though I am scared that I am not going to be able to afford it. There are tons of people who don't have 100s of thousands of dollars before they move out so I am not entirely sure what it is that I am waiting for. I guess I am scared of my money running out and then I'll have to move right back to where I am now. That would just be embarrassing. And it would be a waste of money. I really don't want to be one of those people who lives with their parents until they are 35 though. I have nothing against those people, I just know that another 10 years here means that I am going to progress into a total mental break down. That would not be a good thing.
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