At the time, nothing really bothered me at the tail end of living with my mom. I kept to myself, she kept to herself, she did indoor chores like dishes, bathroom, etc. I did the outside chores like mowing the lawn, cleaning the gutters. My sister who technically still lived with us was always at her boyfriends house 6 out of the 7 days a week. One of my brothers actually lived with her boyfriend and a couple other guys. My two other brothers (all brothers are older) had moved out. Then one day, my mom moved out, my sister and her boyfriend as well as the brother that lived with her boyfriend moved back in. So, now it was my sister, one of my 3 brothers, and my sisters boyfriend. My brother and I did 99% of the chores that needed to be done. So, annoyed me the most when living with them was the fact that they'd never do their own dishes. They would take their dishes down to their room. Wait until they had a huge pile. My brother and I would at first avoid doing their dishes to try and get them to do their dishes but they wouldn't so eventually we would do them. Right after we do those dishes they'd bring up all of their dishes from their rooms. Then one day those two tried to blame my brother and I for the dirty dishes and even after calling them on their bullshit they still believed they were in the right. The one reason my brother and I know for a fact that we don't dirty the dishes is because we constantly used paper plates and such. On top of that when my sister and her boyfriend would leave for 4-5 days on a trip my brother and I would do all of the dishes. And during those 4-5 days the most amount of dishes that were ever in the sink were maybe a couple of silverware. Which we would just wash them as we needed them so there was never more than 2 spoons, 2 knives, 2 forks in the sink. Then the first day they get back, I came home from 2nd shift at work to find the entire kitchen filled with dishes. I'm just like how? once my brother and I moved out it has been smooth sailing on keeping our own places clean.
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The feeling that I'm not a "real man" in eyes of women I would otherwise ask out for dates, because of my living situation. Maybe in my first relationship she found it "cute", but here and now it just feels like I've got fed up of trying to justify to people why I don't have my own place yet. It's a cause of much anxiety, and I'll only really be free of it when my living situation changes (which itself depends on several other life goals converging in a pretty specific way, which has yet to converge)
Lack of privacy. I get asked the where, what, why, when of EVERYTHING. I am very trustworthy and responsible and my parents even admit it, but they still see me as a child at times. I know they worry, but sometimes I just want to be able to do simple things without being asked a million questions about it.
Sometimes the bathroom is occupied or the kitchen gets crowded. I honestly hate cooking with other people in the kitchen or people watching me eat.
Not enough room. I really don't have enough room for all of my belongings. I also get tired of being asked for my room to look like a designer room out of a magazine, a. k. a. completely empty and un-lived in, cold and uninviting, and pretty much no personal belongings to be found. About as welcoming as a hotel room.
I also get stuck with most of the dishes and cleaning. I don't complain because I get that I'm living under my parents' roof, but it's annoying sometimes to clean up after a certain someone in my house who always makes messes and never cleans up after themselves, and is never asked to clean, and also to do dishes that that person and their brat kids dirtied up and not me.
But, I love my parents. That other certain someone and the brat kids, not so much.
How lazy my older and younger brothers are. My mom doesn’t ask much. She cooks every meal after working 2 jobs, does their laundry (and folds it), makes them breakfast in the morning, and cleans the house. All she asks is for them to clean up their own messes, take their laundry into their rooms, replace the butter stick in the butter tray if none is there (my Mom likes warm butter, to put the toilet seat down, and to replace the toilet paper roll. Sadly, none of my brothers actually do any of that completely reasonable stuff my Mom asks them to do. It’s extremely disappointing. I wish my Mom would stand up for herself more
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My mom is way too insecure, I love her and try to show it best I can, but feels like sometime's I'm walking on egg shells, for example if I don't finish everything on my plate (I don't normally eat much) then she apologizes for being a bad mom and making something I didn't like, and it's just like, HOW DO I EVEN RESPOND TO THAT? Like just because I didn't eat all my food doesn't make me love you any less and it makes me feel bad like I'm doing something wrong, I just don't like hearing her talk about herself that way...
—Having to be home at certain time if they need an early night for work
—Being fed what THEY wanna eat
—Having to keep the volume down in my room if they’re in bed
—Being judged for what I might wear when I’m about to go out
—Them making noise (loud annoying music or fighting) when *I* wanna sleep or require peace for whatever reasonIt's really freedom and privacy. But at some point we gotta stop blaming our parents, I am guilty of this as well. If we have the ability to work and go to school to better our future then we have to bite the bullet, make the right financial decisions and move out. If your parents are allowing you to live at home rent free then take advantage! Work hard, save, invest, move out. Once you move out, you'll appreciate your parents more or at least be civil with each other.
My older brother creeping on my friends when they come over. Usual stuff like walking around in his boxers or nude. Masturbating with his door ajar, leaving the bathroom door unlocked while showering. One time he even brought an escort around and we could hear them.
The TV on constantly. I actually moved in with them for quite a while after living away for years, but I was working a job where I was on the road 8 months of the year so it worked out well as the rent was cheap and I had someone I could trust watching my stuff.
Stayed with them this weekend for a hockey game. They stay up to all hours and wake up at the crack of dawn, making so much noise it probably wakes the neighbors, they they look at you saying, "why are you up?" Like I don't know mom, maybe it was that fucking drum solo at 5am you did when you were making coffeee.
Mainly two things.
1. I can't bring anyone home before making sure the rest of the family will be ok with it.
2. I have to give a report about where I am going to, when I will be back, whom I will be with, etc. Makes me feel like a teenager 🙄well i just started my online business and i get $40 - $70 in sales a week but it's not enough. i see my sister and her boyfriend together and i'm like why can't i have a girlfriend. i want girlfriend. i am honest and loyal and not a party boy. and all girls want these days is freedom and no commitment. and my parents hassle me about it.
I dont even need an alarm clock because my twin little sisters jumps and disturbe me evry morning and night. Thet weight 34 and since they are two, it is 68 weight. I wonder how my back, head legs and arms haven't broken yet. That is what annoy me. I need my good night sleep. And everyone un my family are stuborn! Funny and not shy! While i am shy.
I haven't lived at home for over a decade, but my mom makes home life hell for me. She judges everything everyone does and says and she tries to control and manipulate everyone with fear.
A lack of personal space and the constant "why aren't you doing this" or "you have to do it that way" or when you wake up before everyone else and you have to be a ninja. Or they wake up before you and its no fucks given and they start renovating the whole damn house lol
Not rinsing off dirty dishes and setting them in the sink to sit when the dishwasher is empty or already dirty.
Before I moved out of the house, I hated that there was. No true privacy. If my mom wanted to, she went through whatever it was she wanted to go through and snooped to her heart's content. Heck she STILL does that on occasion..
Just living in close quarters and not having a lot of privacy/time to myself. Otherwise I'm pretty grateful to live with them.
They're nasty. I'm not sure what happened between my childhood to my adulthood but something changed and now they're just... nasty.
That I'm 26 and still not really allowed to leave the house. If I do I better be calling every 5 minutes 2 b harrassed about where I'm at
Being treated like a teenager even though I am an adult and never fully being regarded as grown up by my parents despite being in college and working full time.
I don't. If I did though, my boyfriend's job is to take care of my mom's feet, so I'd probably see a lot less of him. Lmao.
Having to tell them when I am going out and where I am going
I have adult kids living at home. It irks the daylights out if me, that some feel entitled. They bring friends home and they stay for days. They eat, use my electricity, lay about like they live here. What do I do? I make them clean my house.
I at times feel like a live in babysitter. My son in law is home and doesn't always take care of his kids when my daughter's at work. No matter what I say, he doesn't change. Kids!!!
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