I shouldn't have to do this.

I should not have to sit here and write a post justifying my life, my choices, and my current situation.  I should not have to defend this.

Yet here I am.

In a similar way of getting fed up when people ask me what my plan is for my life right now (uhhh job hunting, der.), I am also getting increasingly jaded about the many comments, digs, and such that people make about the fact that I, an almost-24-year-old, still live in my parents house.  These tend to run along the lines of I should move out/I should have already moved out/when am I moving out/when am I going to give my parents their space back after raising me/when am I going to stop bludging off them, etc.  You get the point.  Rude.

My response is this.

First of all, it's none of your FREAKING business what I am doing with my life and where I am living.  But seeing as some people seem to want to make it their business, and hassle me about it, I need to vent somewhere, so I'm going to give you some reasons.

I have just finished three years of university.  For those of you who don't know what this means, it means I am in debt up to my fucking eyeballs.  Moving out costs money.  You have to have bond, you have to have money to be able to pay the rent, and you have to have a job so you can CONTINUE to pay said rent, as well as all the utilities, and the cost of setting myself up (i.e. furniture, etc).

In case you didn't notice, I don't have a full time job.  This makes the money issue slightly difficult.  (I lied, I do have a job, but it's once a week, catering, and is barely enough to run my car while I furiously job hunt.  And it's only busy over summer.)  YES I am job hunting, (see previous post) so get off my case about that already.  Telling me to look for a full time job is not helpful, it just pisses me off - don't you think I'm already doing that?!

So not only do I have my student debt, I actually owe my parents money too (not that this is a need-to-know thing, but I guess if I'm gonna throw all my reasons in at this blog, then you can have this one too), so my priority is not only to save some money when I DO get a job, but to pay them back for helping me out over my 3 years at uni, and before that too.  Again, none of your business.

In addition, people seem to quite conveniently forget that I suffer from a CHRONIC ILLNESS.  Many people don't even understand what this means, but to put it simply, it means that things that you do easily, and take for granted, take me a little bit longer, a bit more effort and struggle to accomplish.  So when I do accomplish said things, it's a bit of a big deal. 

Currently, I am in a flare up, which means my chronic illness is active and I am suffering from its more invasive symptoms.  I have been since September 2013.  There is no cure, I will never "get better"... I will just have comparatively better days, and better periods of time in between bad ones.  I will always be on medication for it, and life will never be 'normal'.   It also means a lot more expenses for me, and always will.

This complicates the issue of 'moving out' because I also have worries about living with strangers who wouldn't understand my illness, and I need a place with at least two bathrooms if I am to ever have any peace of mind (in an ideal world, one of the bathrooms would be an ensuite to my own room, thus eliminating my fear of sharing a bathroom and inconveniencing/grossing out anyone else). 

What really pisses me off though, or yanks my chain, if you will, is when people try to tell me what other people my age are doing.  You don't think I don't know this?  You think I don't realise that people are out there living their lives while I'm stuck at home job hunting and trying to start my life? I'm not blind, and I don't need to be told that so-and-so's kid moved out of home when they were 18 and look how fucking amazing their life is right now.  I am NOT that kid.  I am my own person, doing my own thing, and I always will march to the beat of my own drum.  I am fully aware on the things I miss out on because of my illness & current finances, and I don't need to be reminded, thank you very much.  It already bums me out enough as it is.

Just because moving out of home was right for your kid when they were 'x' age, doesn't mean it's right for everyone else.  Did you ever think that your kid was actually sick of you, or hated the atmosphere at home and were unhappy there?  Did it ever occur to you that I actually love my parents, I love my pets, and I love being at home with my family? 

Nevertheless, I did promise my parents that I would move out of home by the time I was 25 years old.  So never fear, judgmental douchebags who try to tell me I shouldn't be living at home, I will be out of here by May 2015.  Just give me a fucking chance to do it alright?