I moved out!
I’m 30F and in a few days, I’ll be moving out.
Yes, a bit late but better late than never.
Why I’m moving out:
I asked my mum to knock on my bedroom door. Not only does she refuse to do this, but if the door is locked, she’ll actively unlock it.
If I’m having dinner with friends and get home at 10pm, I’m “loafing at night”. How dare I not be home at 6pm?
If I’m out a few nights in a row, there’s grumbling.
She’s severely mentally ill. She once said she thought she was having a heart attack and thought she would be dead by morning. What does she do, call an ambulance? How silly! That would be embarrassing! She goes to bed, so we can find her body in the morning.
If I even step outside, it’s where are you going? When are you coming home?
She’ll call 12 times in a row.
I just realised, I’m 30. How silly of me to actually be out at night and stressing about coming home late because of what my parents will say.
If you let them take your youth and freedom away, you’ll regret it!