That’s my age. I’m a full-grown adult who has been taking on more responsibilities, helping around the house and following the rules my parents lay down. But, even still, I’m living my own life the way I want to. My parents support my career decisions, but when it comes to being an adult, they simply will not let go!
I’ve been dating my current boyfriend for about 2 months and along with having a new relationship, I’m changing a bit. I’ve entered into an adult relationship. Also, I graduated from college almost a year ago. I’m at the age where most people move out. I should not still be living at home. However, since I have student loans and a two-day a week minimum wage internship in New York, it’s impossible for me to even think about getting an apartment. But, I set a goal for myself: around 25, I’d like to live on my own.
Until recently, I never noticed how overbearing my parents are. It seems my mom must know my every move and doesn’t like it if I don’t contact her. Seriously? 24 over here! For some odd reason, they have a problem with me staying over my boyfriends’ house, who is in the same boat, but his parents actually treat him like an adult. I told them over and over, “I’m an adult. I’m 24 years old.” They just don’t receive the message though. So, I wrote them a note explaining how I felt. Why I had to remind them that I’m an adult is beyond me, but regardless, I did. It was about four pages and I stood and read it to them. They’ve changed a little bit, but I still don’t feel like an adult in their eyes. I’m really not sure how else I can go about this process.
I’m so sick of living at home. Literally, when I walk into the door, everyone is around asking me questions about my day, how everything is going. I’m not sure about you, but when I come home, I like to relax and not be bothered. That’s why, when I have an apartment, no one will be able to ask me questions, I’ll be able to cook when I want, eat what I want, I won’t have to answer to anyone. I can go to bed whenever and I don’t have to socialize with other family members if I’m not in the talking mood.
I mean, I love my parents. I love that they support me, but I know they are curious as to why I’ve established this new found attitude. The truth is I’m growing up, discovering and learning new things about life and my surroundings. It’s normal for me to want to be treated differently. My boyfriend has just opened my eyes and made me see myself in another light.
My mom has always had issues with letting go. She’s held onto us for too long and it’s difficult for her to free us. I realize that I don’t know a thing about being a parent, since I don’t have kids, but it’s time to accept I’m a grown up. It was bound to happen one day and now is the time to deal with this new change. I’ve been trying to show my parents that I can do more on my own and rely less on them for simple things in life. If that means pushing them away a little bit then so be it. They need to learn to respect me and treat me as their equal. Sure, I’m still their child, but I’m no longer a little girl. In a way, it’s sad, but true. I’m an adult now. Let’s move forward in life rather than looking back.