I'm bored. 
I was 17 when I moved out... it wasn't really intentional, but I had a pretty bad relationship with my dad. we couldn't be in the same room without getting into a fight. he'd never admitt it, but I just think that we're too much alike
I moved out to go to college, and that first summer break, a friend invited me to stay with her in an apartment she was subletting in town so she'd have a friend to hang out with. the idea of spending a summer away from my dad wasn't all that unappealing. one thing just kinda led to another, and I went 4 years without spending more than a week or two at my parents' house in any given stretch (mostly just the holidays). I moved back for a year after graduating college, just until I could find a job where I made enough to support myself.
I was 17 when I moved out... it wasn't really intentional, but I had a pretty bad relationship with my dad. we couldn't be in the same room without getting into a fight. he'd never admitt it, but I just think that we're too much alike
I moved out to go to college, and that first summer break, a friend invited me to stay with her in an apartment she was subletting in town so she'd have a friend to hang out with. the idea of spending a summer away from my dad wasn't all that unappealing. one thing just kinda led to another, and I went 4 years without spending more than a week or two at my parents' house in any given stretch (mostly just the holidays). I moved back for a year after graduating college, just until I could find a job where I made enough to support myself.
