As soon as my brother moved to college, I moved out above the garage and that became my little apartment out back. Not that I was bad in highschool or anything. I never rebelled too much but it was nice having a space of privacy like that.

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Not bad, but it of course wasn’t enough, haha.
I had my own room, but it was right across from my mom’s room and my dad’s room was at the end of the hall (my dad snores, so he had to have his own room, lmfao), so it wasn’t good in terms of noise. Like I’d play music and they’d complain, so that was a problem sometime. We also had a dog that went NUTS at even just the sound of my key going in the door, so it was tough to sneak in late. I started going out my window when I switched rooms with my mom, and there was a built-in shed that I was right over the roof of, and it was short, so it was easy to climb back up. Then if the dog went crazy they weren’t looking in my room, or I had enough time to get in and look like I’d been there all the while.
We did have a finished laundry room in the basement, where I set up a TV and a VCR (lmao, old as fuck), my Sega console, etc. So I kind of had some space to myself, which was good.
The biggest issue was my mom would tear up my room like the fuckin’ cops if she was mad at me and suspected I was up to no good. JUST LIKE the cops, in that they don’t say sorry and clean up for you if they don’t find anything, lmao. I’d still get yelled at, then she’d tell me to straighten up my room🙄😂 Or even worse, she’d just decide to rearrange my room, for aesthetic purposes, which I’m not sure if that was just another faux-search warrant she granted to herself or not, haha. And I’d complain, but she was on that “this is MY house, not yours; that’s MY room, not yours; someday when you pay for it yourself you can have your own place, but until then, I reserve the right to move or reorganize anything under MY roof” bullshit.
But she was at least pretty good about not barging in or anything like that, at least. My dad more “got it” and didn’t mess with me, but my mom was overbearing as hell, determined to flawlessly raise the one child she was given.
I was always dreaming about a situation like yours, ever since Mike Seaver (Kirk Cameron) had that sweet apartment over his parents’ garage on Growing Pains…

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https://www.youtube.com/embed/R0ibzRZ0xSAAlso, shout out to young Leo, late series when they have to bring in some weird side character to generate some new storylines after they’ve exhausted everything else😂
Damn, she just came in like it was your prison cell she was searching 😂
Also we rearrange rooms, that's just what women do.
Mandy... I grew up in a house with 9 other people... I didn't have my own room until I was 18 or 19. I didn't lose my virginity till I was 19, and I didn't move out till I was 21...
So in highschool zero privacy, which sucked because I always wanted to play guitar, do other things that I needed space, etc
Age 19 to 21 when Mike was deflowered I would safely say 8 of the 9 other people almost caught me or caught me having sex. This is why Im not big on public sex... Some people are turned on by the fear of getting caught... I've been caught, it's not fun!!!
9 people is a lot 😂
I love my family, but IT SUCKED.
Not much unless I left the house. Which was hard to do with strict folks, I had to be sneaky about it. I had my own bedroom directly across from my parents room, I wasn’t allowed to shut the bedroom door if I had any devices in my room like a phone or laptop. When showering in the bathroom, almost everyday my mom would help herself to coming in and using the toilet while I’m showering. If I was in the living room or kitchen I was interrupted 90% of the time and asked to do things rather than being allowed to do whatever I was doing, including when making food.
Looks like the big brother parenting style, that sucks
I had my own room but my parents had a rule that I had to keep the door open for a long time. That all changed when my younger sister decided to be mischievous and would trash my room while I was at school or not home. I was granted a keyless entry lock that only me and my parents knew the combination to. I don’t know why but when family friends little kids came over they would also trash my room so that lock was definitely needed. I don’t know what excitement they got doing that but it got annoying fast.
I forgot to mention I was in the basement and had my own bathroom so i did have privacy for the most part
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Very little privacy. Had a parent that would rummage through our draws, had no trust in us, would accuse of us of things that weren't happening. It was quite frustrating. At one point my dad was using listening devices to here what we were talking about if I was on my cell phone. That was when I was 19, paying rent, my own car, insurance, my own basic ole but amazing Nokia phone with 300 min lol.
That sounds like hell
Were your parents KGB?
It was very uncomfortable and the sad part is me and my siblings were really good kids. My mom is the only reason we turned out ok. She had to put up with his craziness and I have no idea how she did. My dad needed therapy badly and refused to get it and thought everyone else around him is the problem. He's a highly manipulative narcissist. Well I'd have to say that is my opinion as I'm not a doctor. I read something that said these are 20 traits of a highly manipulative narcissist and I could tell more than one story for 19 of them. You needed a lot less traits to qualify. Seriously out of those 19 I could give examples of all of them but multiple different stories each.
I had to try really hard with help from my siblings (we all do this for each other actually) and some close friends that I was dumb enough to introduce to my dad as a kid to help ensure I don't act like him. I literally have told my family and friends if I ever sound like him stop me and yell at me. I always was scared it was figuratively contagious and I wouldn't turn into him. I can report my friends and family don't yell at me lol. One time a friend did when I was in a bad mood and he said you're almost sounding like your dad and it snapped me out of it.
If he had narcissistic personality disorder then therapy wouldn't have helped him.
Yeah I've heard that. I meant more like maybe when he was a kid and had therapy then it might have helped him from getting this bad. He had a few things happen in his childhood that weren't great and he has used that to manipulate everyone around him. I guess it doesn't matter because we can't go back in time, but I sometimes wonder if he would have been better. Also in the 1960s therapy was so taboo. Regardless, I agree with your statement now. He's too far gone. He can't admit anything he does is wrong ever.
Yeah even now therapy is shunned by a lot of people sadly.
All kinds, I was a latchkey child. My parents worked nights and I had two older brothers that no longer lived at home. By the time I got home school, the entire house was at my disposal! Sex, drugs and rock-n-roll, my lovely Mandy. I wish I knew you back then, we could have had some memorable nights. I definitely could have made you good meals, I had to cook for myself most nights, so, I became good at it. 😁
Damn I thought I was sort of wild lol
It sort of varied, initially it was a bit meh, middle child with an older brother and a younger sister I had the smaller room and less privacy. When my brother went to University, I nabbed his room and that meant far more privacy as it was at the back of the house away from the front rooms. Everyone walk past my old room but no one walked past the new room.
Kinda the same for me. When my brother moved out, I got the garage apartment.
I lost all that privacy when I went to uni, it’s was almost open rooms or it seemed it at times. Great now I have my own house.
I did in university for a little bit because of dorm life.
Pretty much 100% but I also liked to stay in and still do not go anywhere really. Lol.
And actually would blame my mother for a reason why I even ever got involved with kids who were doing bad things because if she didn't push me to be more social I would've just stayed inside.
Basically no privacy since I always had to keep my door open if my boyfriends were over. It got even worst once I had my son since my parents never wanted my husband over to stay the night. It's part of the reason they kicked me out
That sounds horrible. Were your parents very religious?
I had my own room and my parents were very respectful of my privacy. I hope I will be half as good as they were in general.
the amount where i had to have a tracker on my phone and always tell every single thing i was doing when i was outside and see photo proof at times... though it wasn't always like that, i did stuff to deserve it
Almost complete. Cape house and I was upstairs. HS I was never home. School 7-2 work 3-7 which progressed to 3-12 as HS went on. Notes I was off I told them I was working and partied til midnite. Weekends were a blur of fun depravity! I ♥️ 80s!!
A blur of fun depravity, love that phrasing lol
Most kids should be under strict observation for the immature morons they are.
I was very independent from a young age. My parent never put any stupid rules on me, let alone force me into a room or whatever is the opposite of not having a room?
But in addition, unlike other parents there were no restrictions on any movies or video games i could play, studying, future ambitions etc. I mean it wouldn't matter... I did what i wanted all the time.
I had my own room downstairs, parents were on the main floor and brother was on the upper floor. I was next to the TV and games room where we had table tennis and pool table.
Well…my parents were less nosy and invasive than they are with me now and its so backwards. And holy shit you ask so many questions on here
I asked three this weekend. Usually I might only ask one a week tho. I definitely ask less than any other influencer on here lol.
I saw like 10 questions from you so far
I had lot ever since I was a child, since my mother was working a lot and my father lived across the country. Also, I was didn't do stupid shit, so they trusted me
I have an older bro with about an 8 year gap between us. we both shared a room together until my sophomore year in high school and he finally left. so ever since yeah i have enjoyed privacy.
I had the school bathroom if I wanted to be alone, or the library on a slow day near the cfac
I had my own room and was also an only child, so I had a decent amount of space in the house.
So much! I got locked in my room every night 😊 sometimes they forgot to unlock it and left for 3 days 🥲
My parents didn't care much about my whereabouts as long as the school didn't complain, so I had enough privacy to have my own life :D
A lot. My parents probably gave me too much freedom.
Were you bad?
My older sister moved out when I was in high school, so I moved into her bedroom. That gave me all the privacy I wanted.
I had absolutely no privacy until I moved out. Growing up, we weren't even allowed to close our bedroom doors or be in the bathroom for more than 10 minutes, even when showering. Absolutely wild.
You don’t really have “privacy” as such in high school. I mean other than going to the toilets you’re pretty much in full view of someone at all times.
I had my own room when I was in high school but we weren't aloud to have locks on the doors. As long as my chores were done they pretty much left me alone. I wasn't home that much though.
None I had to share a room with my much younger brother even after I finished uni, the only time I has privacy was after i moved out, mid twenties
I was homeschooled and I shared a bedroom with my brother. So not that much privacy, but we did a good job of keeping our own little space
Not nearly enough privacy. I lived on campus and I shared a room with a roommate and his girlfriend was practically living with us a lot of the time.
I had my own room. But parents always barge in though. But annoying.
Not much. Any nookie I got was in the back seat of my car, lol 😆
Sounds comfy 😂😂
I had my own room in the back of my parents house. They wouldn't bother unless they knock on the door.
I had my own room, but my brothers shared a room right next to mine
A lot my parents are type to throw money at the problem.
Aw man! That's awesome! If I'd have had that set up the amount of quality time with my girlfriend would have been INSANE! lol!
A good bit, my parents were always out of town on weekends for work or vacation
The normal amount of say, more than I have now
More than now? Really?
Yep indeed so ha
Wow that's normally the other way usually
I wish it was the same for me 😂
you learn to find privacy when you need it
I had tiny room to myself gladly
How tiny?
Like Harry Potter tiny?
Oh no not that tiny just a bit small then just enough for single bed and few other small stuff 😆, but yeah I knew people with bigger wardrobes back then 😂
I gotcha
I had all the privacy I needed.
I shared with my brother and had a safe in the end
I didn't have a lock on my bedroom door...
I had an upstairs bedroom to myself.
Not near as much as kids have now
i agree with you definitely
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