Sunday, April 15, 2012

Let’s get real for a second, shall we?

Living with your parents, once you’ve crossed that invisible line into adulthood, is very-extremely-not-easy. And if it is easy, then you're either very very lucky and somehow managed to snag the only parents on earth who can see you as a full autonomous person even after they’ve raised you since birth. OR you haven't reached an age of maturity that really classifies you as a proper adult.

Anyways, I love my parents. As much as any self respecting child does. But goodness gracious, I am at that point in my life where I don't want to consult them or depend on them for everything.

I'm in a unique position because for logistic reasons, I deeply depend on them...

I will depend on SOMEBODY for the rest of my life.

But that's ok, that can be overcome. I'm not saying it'll be easy or that I won’t have to make sacrifices; I'm expecting all that.

I just think that we’re getting to a point where we all need a little space.

They need to get rid of their nagging kid and I need to free myself from their never ending control.

We all just need a break.

They'll never be the one to make the first move. If living situations change, it's going to be up to me.

Graduation, summer, then I’ll be throwing myself head first into the life planning.

Transportation is first on the list. Then I need to look into living accommodations and full (or mostly full-time) care.

I'm getting really excited, because the more I think about it, the more things seem possible.

I mean, this is going to push ALL MY BUTTONS and probably all at once. I’ll probably be having at least one breakdown a day.

But... Why not give it a try?? I mean, what's the worst that could happen? I can't make it work and come back home?

Big deal.

There's some serious living to be done. And that's not going to happen cooped up in this house for the rest of my life.

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