Living with Parents

I'm 22. I could do two things really, find a secure job, move out, live from paycheque to paycheque. Down that route lies the crushing 9-5, living for the weekend, existential crises, and ultimately, Beachy Head. Or I can remain at home where I can put most of my money into savings, meaning I never feel anchored to a job and I feel like a free man. My mum is single so she enjoys me being around, and she benefits financially too.

It's a position which has bought me untold freedom, and opened up chance opportunities, such as being able to drop everything and go galavanting off to different parts of the world for weeks at a time several times a year. I also never want for money. My friend moved out of his mothers and he's suddenly become a very boring person, since it's impossible to get him to do anything. 'Bit strapped for cash mate'. Well I'm not, and I fucking love it.

It's a great myth that flying the nest grants you independence. No, see, by moving out you have to work longer and harder, so there's no loss of dependence at all, just a transfer of dependence from parent to employer. You dick!

Jam it back in, in the dark.

Originally Posted by Devoxycontin

Pay for his shit when you're out on the town then since you're so comfortable.

Wouldn't want him to feel like he's not an independent man, now.

There's nowhere I can't reach.