It’s surprising how freeing it is to not consult anyone about anything.
Thought process is: Whelp, I’m bored of this video game. I’m going to head to the gym quick before study group.
Trying to do the same thing living with parents: You try to go to the gym. "Hey, where you headed? Gym. At this hour? Don’t you have a thing soon? Yea, I’ll be quick. You sure? What if someone shows up early? It’ll be fine mom. Ok ok, you’re an adult, I get it. Drive safe.
It’s not that they stoped me from doing anything I wanted to, but removing that minor inconvenience of haveing to know where you are, double check your reasoning, confim schedules. It’s a hidden emotional drain. A lot of times you are so used to it you don’t even know it’s there. Until it’s gone.
Want to go grab a massive borrito at 11pm? Fuck it, go. Want to try a food that you didn’t like as a kid without the peanut gallery chiming in with stories? Do it, nobody around to lovingly tease you.
It can be a little lonely at times, but oh man is it worth it. I’ve found myself at midnight, hiking in a canyon, by myself, enjoying the moment. The sort of stuff that will never happen living with parents.
It’s easier to just not do those spontaneous things with the criticism. But remove that, and you start learning more about what you like and who you are.
Oh wow that sounds nice. I never lived alone long enough to get to that point (also lived in bumfuck nowhere when I did), but my wife has encouraged me to be comfortable being spontaneous and doing things because I feel like it
Yeah. I had to adjust to the opposite when my mom stayed with me for a few weeks. At one point I was leaving my place and I didn’t want to say anything and she was asking a lot of questions as to what I was doing.
No, I don’t want to tell you where I’m going and this is my place so if I want to leave for a few hours, I will leave.
Trying to do the same thing living with parents: You try to go to the gym. "Hey, where you headed? Gym. At this hour? Don’t you have a thing soon? Yea, I’ll be quick. You sure? What if someone shows up early? It’ll be fine mom. Ok ok, you’re an adult, I get it. Drive safe.
It’s surprising how freeing it is to not consult anyone about anything.
Thought process is: Whelp, I’m bored of this video game. I’m going to head to the gym quick before study group.
Trying to do the same thing living with parents: You try to go to the gym. "Hey, where you headed? Gym. At this hour? Don’t you have a thing soon? Yea, I’ll be quick. You sure? What if someone shows up early? It’ll be fine mom. Ok ok, you’re an adult, I get it. Drive safe.
It’s not that they stoped me from doing anything I wanted to, but removing that minor inconvenience of haveing to know where you are, double check your reasoning, confim schedules. It’s a hidden emotional drain. A lot of times you are so used to it you don’t even know it’s there. Until it’s gone.
Want to go grab a massive borrito at 11pm? Fuck it, go. Want to try a food that you didn’t like as a kid without the peanut gallery chiming in with stories? Do it, nobody around to lovingly tease you.
It can be a little lonely at times, but oh man is it worth it. I’ve found myself at midnight, hiking in a canyon, by myself, enjoying the moment. The sort of stuff that will never happen living with parents.
It’s easier to just not do those spontaneous things with the criticism. But remove that, and you start learning more about what you like and who you are.
Oh wow that sounds nice. I never lived alone long enough to get to that point (also lived in bumfuck nowhere when I did), but my wife has encouraged me to be comfortable being spontaneous and doing things because I feel like it
Yeah. I had to adjust to the opposite when my mom stayed with me for a few weeks. At one point I was leaving my place and I didn’t want to say anything and she was asking a lot of questions as to what I was doing.
No, I don’t want to tell you where I’m going and this is my place so if I want to leave for a few hours, I will leave.
Wow. Rough life, glad you survived.