Moving Out

[bobtheenchantedone]

http://theboard.byu.edu/questions/76329/

I was 20 when I moved out the first time to go on a Disney internship. It was wonderful and I fully intended to stay there for the rest of my life, until I had too many stressful conversations with my mother and decided I need to go back home lest my family implode. Or explode. Both were options.

I moved out again three years ago because the small help I was providing wasn't enough to balance the fact that I was going insane. Also because I started hanging out with my aunt who lived with my grandfather, and they just happened to have a spare room that they were happy to offer to me. By the time I moved out I was sleeping on the couch in the living room because it was impossible to breathe in my room (so. many. cats.)

I had to pay rent and stuff when I was in Florida, but while my grandfather was alive he paid all the bills and would evade me whenever I asked about rent. Now we pay utilities and a small "rent" to the family trust, which will own the house until the siblings get tired of it/need the cash and sell it to the mall.