Simple- I was ready to move out and be on my own as soon as I graduated college, so I didn't need much motivating!
I lived on campus while I was in college; however, when I graduated, my mom insisted I move back home for at least a year or two in order to save money, get my footing, etc...
I refused. I knew if I moved back home, I would be stuck there for years and not want to leave. Plus, after living on my own in college, I didn't want to move back home with my parents, lol. So I started hunting for my own place the moment I graduated, got a small student loan to help supplement myself post-graduation in case I didn't get a job right away, and moved in as soon as I finished college. Best decision I ever made.
Like I hear some people talking about how they have trouble leaving home or being on their own, and I ask why? Why would you not want your independence, or to be away from your parents once you become an adult? That's like a rite of passage!
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I still live with them lol.. My parents are elderly so they kinda need someone there. We have lots of family but I'm the one that does all the errands and stuff.
My parents left me high and dry when they left the country while I was just 19.
I was forced to adult really quickly. This created a big emotional wall between us ever since. Especially, when I got in a bad accident that totaled my car. I could have been paralyzed from the waist down. But, my mother didnât give a f*ck. She instead told me how I wasnât good enough. It really made me realize that I was truly on my own. I started to parent myself from that point on, because I no longer trusted them with my well-being.
It was a hard time, but Iâm stronger because of it. At least, in terms of independence.
In terms of my relationship with my parents, I probably need family therapy.
By having enough money to.
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Alone and fast.
My mom wanted me to stay during Christmas but my ex stepfather also stayed at my moms place cause of my sister and so I stood up, got my stuff (they were already packed) and walked them all over to my apartment on my own... it took me a few hours, pulled out a small mattress and stayed in a cold apartment, with sore arms and co but I was so damn happy to be out and away from my ex stepfather lolPretty dramatically. My parents kicked out me and my 2 month old son so I had break into their house while they were gone to get my stuff. They came home half way through and were not happy
I only did little âhalf moves.â The parents were super strict and controlling and had the money. I wasnât allowed a job (far away), and the job market is not great here, so it was a lot of low paying part time jobs, barely ever enough to move out or save much.
I moved far enough away in college that they werenât constantly coming over. I got an apartment near campus. Only moved some basics out. After school, had to move back in.
Moved about a block away from them years later. This was barely a blip in life. Covid hit, I lost work with lockdowns, had to move back home; Mom and Dad were not doing well, so I was quickly becoming more and more a full time caretaker. I COULDNâT leave after that, and couldnât work much.
They both recently died, left me a tiny bit of money, and Iâm finally not stuck with them controlling me any more. Trying to sell their place AND get an apartment in another state, where things might be better.- u
A friend told me that he would have a room opening up at his house and asked if I wanted it. I told him yes, so I started packing my things and moving them over a few weeks later. He was only about ten or fifteen minutes away, so I was able to get it all done pretty quickly.
A couple college friends had moved to the SF bay area and were trying to get something happening and one day we just thought it would be a good idea... so within the week I'd packed all my gear and as many possessions as I could squeeze into my Olds Delta 88 and was off on an 1,800 mile drive to start a blues band...
I wanted to get the hell away from my parents and my awful sister, so I got together with a friend and got a tiny 2-bedroom apartment together. I was trying to go to college and work full time, but that didn't last long, and I ended up only completing my Audio Engineering program and dumped everything else, because I had to work.
What do you mean, 'how'? You just do it. Get boxes, get a vehicle or a ride or hire people, or ask your friends or family, and you move. You need money. You need a job or some kind of income to get an apartment. You're 36-45 and don't know this?
I was living with my mother when I was in my mid-20s. I wanted to experience in living on my own instead of living with her for like so many years yet to come. She didn't want me to move out at all.
A fire broke out in a building we were living at, she had asked me about getting a new place together, but I told her I wanted to try and venture off on my own. Unfortunately we had an argument. ... didn't matter I was venturing out on my own. Yep, that's how it happened.
I was 28 and my mom said it's time you get your own place. At first I was terrified. It was all knew to me and this was during the beginning of covid. But thankfully I did it, I didn't realize how great it was having your place is.
I just packed up my clothes and my pets in my corolla and drove cross country. Started over in a new state from scratch!
Unless you count the military service, where I lived in the barracks. I got my own place when I got into University even if it wasn't that far from home, I needed my study peace.
Two friends and a small U-Haul truck moved me and my few possessions from my mother's house to the apartment I rented.
The apartment was small, but it was mine and seemed like a palace!
Moved out a week before my 18th bday. I didn't have much to begin with so everything fit in a suitcase. Moved in with some friends
I got admitted to a University I really wanted to attend that was five hours away, so I left permanently at the end of 17. Never returned to live under their roof again.
Didn't have a choice. One of my parents passed away, so I had to pack their things and mine... and find an apartment asap.
Packed my shit up in a Uhaul with two friends then unpacked at my place long ago !!!
Worked full-time, saved up money and found an apartment in the city. Boom.
They moved out of mine. Was all good. I mis them.
Stockpile money and good creditMy evil, greedy ex-sisters had me evicted so they could sell it and get more money they don't deserve!
Wasnât hard I made a Lot of money 💴 started working when I was 15 years old and when I was 18 I Got into a place with lots of money left over.
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