22, first apartment out of college. It didn't hurt that my parents moved out of the area I grew up in a year after that, so they weren't in a house I had lived in.
This has been a split thing for me for a few decades. I kept thinking of London as home when we moved at age 8. Since then, home keeps splintering.
Just the other day, I said DH was home with his mom. This is our primary home, but there are multiple places that I call home. NYC stopped being a place I call home more than a year after we left for good - not until DD was born. It had been a "home" from 1998 to 2010. (Although I'd lived in two other countries and CA at points during that stretch.)
Post by Wrath0fKuus on Aug 21, 2013 11:56:31 GMT -5
I found myself saying that about the lab where I did undergrad research. I'd say "I'm going home," without thinking, and I meant back to the lab. I was 21.
College. Home was this state for me, and has been since. I just realized the other day that I've lived here longer than the state I moved from/was born in. Awww.
I pretty much started referring to it as "my parents house" beginning with college, so 17? But really it would've been closer to 19/20 for it to be technically my own place.
Well I call my parent's house home still, but I also call my place home as well.
Me too.
However, it doesn't feel like my home anymore. I mean, I like visiting (for the most part), and I'm very comfortable there, but when I was OOT this past month, I really missed being at my own house/home.