18. I was never allowed to do anything. She told me if I went to lunch with a friend, then I wasn't allowed to go to another friend's homecoming coronation. I was gone before she got home from work.
I went to college and only lived at home during breaks. After graduation, I moved in with DH who was my boyfriend at the time. My parents were pissed, they wanted me to move home but my dad and I were fighting constantly. He was drunk every night, threatening me and once he shoved me into the counter so I got bruises up my back. DH was a much better option. A year later I moved halfway across the country with him.
I moved away to go to college at 18, but came home for summers and long breaks. After I graduated, I returned home and got a job. My mom needed the financial help, and I didn't feel comfortable moving out on my own until she was in a comfortable position, even though she drove me absolutely crazy. Once we were able to find her affordable housing in a small city close to my sister, H (then bf) and I moved in together. I was 26.
When I was 18 and graduated from High School. Moved to Dallas. So happy I left when I did. I was tempted to stay but I think I would have been unhappy with how my life turned out.
Post by wildfloweragain on Jul 8, 2013 11:31:54 GMT -5
Moved out of my moms after college. She made it clear that I was welcome to stay but my stuff could not be moved back into her house. I stored my stuff in my bfs basement but did not move in. I didn't want to move in unless we were engaged in case we broke up. Didn't think I could handle moving out. I got an apartment for a year with a girlfriend and taught in that area. Got a more permanent teaching job the next year in my dads town so I moved in with him for a year. He was rarely home and said I could use his place if I did the cleaning and paid utilities. I didn't end up with that boyfriend. Moved out of my dads after a year. Was engaged to dh and house hunting so my dad put his place up for sale. Sold right away. Moved in with my grandma for 3 months until we closed on our house. Became homeowner at age 25. Dh was 27. He lived with his parents (except college) until then.
I left home at 18 for college in another state, but I still lived at home during the summer the first two years in order to save money for the school year. After my sophomore year, I stayed in STL.
I made some terrible choices when I was 18-20 w/r/t money, so I wound up not being able to move until I was 23. I moved into my grandma's basement then as I still had almost no money and my grandma needed help. H and I (then engaged) got an apartment in 2005, and bought our house in 2007.
Like TrickyBob , if I'd known then what I know now, I'd never have made some of the decisions I did when I was in my late teens/early 20s.
I kinda had to almost immediately after turning 18. A few weeks after I graduated high school, my dad moved to FL. His company offered him a promotion and transfer around Christmas during my senior year. My dad didn't want to uproot me in the last months of school, so he worked out a deal with his employer that allowed us to live in MI until the end of the school year, except he had to travel to FL every week and work 2-3 days from the office down there. A few weeks after I graduated, he had to move. Going to FL for college wasn't an option (my dad had to be there for a year for me to be considered a resident) so I stayed in MI and started college there. It was a really hard time for me because there wasn't a "home" for me to go to on weekends or holiday breaks. Not that going to FL was all that bad, but it just didn't have the familiar comforts of going home.
I went away to college when I was 18, moved home after college graduation when I was 21 (almost 22) to work for the summer and student teach in the fall. I moved out three months after finishing student teaching, when I was 22.
Random side story: I had found a roommate online, he was a year older than me, and it was a really nice apt complex. I am still amazed that my parents didn't forbid me from moving in with a complete stranger! Thankfully he was a nice guy and respectful of my space--we both had our own bathroom and bedroom on opposite sides of the apartment, but our apartment kitchen and living room had roaches (gag). I only lived there two months before getting another apartment with a friend from college. I never used the kitchen or living room and sprayed the perimeter of my bedroom and bathroom every night with roach spray. Thank the Lord that I never got any roaches in my area, but still, ew.
I moved out at 18 to go to college 25 miles away lol. Then I moved back in with my parents my 2 last years of college and stayed there until I was 25. I saved a ton of money that I later put to good use to pay for my divorce cash! I would have loved to move back home after my divorce because my dad has a huge house and is always gone. And I wouldn't have to pay for anything. But I didn't. Mainly because it is across the ocean. And at 25, I was among the 1st ones to leave home completly. EU kids love living with their parents!