12 Struggles Of Moving Back In With Your Parents

"Mum, can my friend come round for a sleep-over please?"

There are many reasons why moving back in with your parents seems like a good idea; you'll be able to save money for when you want to buy a house, you'll have time to heal your heart when you have just broken up with your partner and they're keeping the flat, or you've missed someone cooking your meals. However, while all of these things seem like a good idea at the time, nothing can prepare you for what happens when you actually move back in with your parents and wave goodbye to your freedom. First of all you have to contend with the stereotypes: you're clearly a loser and have admitted defeat in your attempt to navigate life solo. Sounds harsh, but that's how your independent friends will see you. They make out that you went out to the battle against the world, lost the fight, and have walked home with their tail between their legs. Unfortunately, because you've grown up, your parents will now see themselves as your roommates and expect you to chip in with your fair share of the rent, bills and the food shopping. Now, you don't mind paying your way but why does there always have to be so much cleaning to do? Who is brining in that much dust?! Whilst there are many pros of moving back home, there are a few struggles that you need to consider before you exhaust all other options and make it official.

12. You'll Regret Your Time At Uni

When and why did you accumulate so much stuff? When you first moved out of your parent's house you took everything with you, all of your books, teddy bears, clothes, everything. You're annoyed that you've made a full circle and you now have to bring everything back in because as far as your eighteen year old self was concerned, you were gone for good. And for some reason, the same stuff will no longer fit in the exact same place you took it out of three years ago.
 
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