I’m curious, as I never got that feeling, quite the opposite, actually. I can’t imagine living anywhere else at the moment, or in the foreseeable future. I love the house and the people who work here. I love the location. There are only my parents and me in a big place, so there’s a lot of privacy and room to breathe. Plus, my parents, for all their faults, are really cool people to hang out with.
I knew my dad and I would kill eachother if I didn’t. Moved out pretty much as soon as I turned 18. It was a struggle but it had to happen. My parents have since divorced and I havent spoken to my father in almost five years. I found out semi recently that my parents agreed to stay together until my sisters and I were moved out. They got divorced a few months after the youngest left. I’m 31 now.