i don't mean to start this as a rant, but there you go. Why is it that when you are finally truely happy someone trys to kick you down. And why can't people get their heads out of their arses and see that being different does not a bad thing. Accept it and be done. I have made some huge changes in my life over the past 2 years. Given up nearly everything, found happiness and now live a simple, uncomplicated life with few possessions. Love it. But whilst most people enjoy being around me (I seem to be likeable) my own parents have been giving me lectures about how I should live my life. Oh, and I'm 27! Apparantly going out to watch a sunrise at 5am or skipping along the edge of the sea is immature and I should stop acting like a teenager. And what part of "I'm happy" and "I'm never buying a property/having a mortgage again" don't they understand? I'm so fed-up of being told that I shouldn't have any "me time" on my days off, and that Sunday mornings are for cutting the lawn not going for walks or lazing in parks! Then, I meet a girl who is my soul mate, thinks like I do, wants to share everything with me, wants to be with me. Oh, but no. We can't be blissfully happy together. Her parents aren't happy about her joining me on my little dawn walks, or the fact that I don't wear a watch so have no idea when "home in time for dinner" actually is. And then my parents have now started talking with her parents! We feel like just running away. Why should we change who we are to make others happy? I know that we shouldn't, and most people who see us together or know me can see how happy I/we are and wouldn't want to try and change us. But those who supposodly love us are the ones who can make things as difficult as possible for us, and seem to be doing so. ARGGGGGHHHHH. It feels like I'm loosing my grip, I've been chisled away bit by bit by people trying to turn me into a zombie. Work, shop, eat, watch tv, sleep, repeat. Thanks for the outlet, I needed to get that of my chest!
Oh yeah, you forgot that there's laundry in the robot list...work,shop,eat,sleep,laundry In my world its sleep drive school drive work drive eat drive work drive shop drive laundry drive eat drive shower drive play drive sleep. I believe I may be supporting the oil crisis.
Why do your parents keep that kind of track of you? Sounds like they need to get there own life. I have three grown kids and I could not tell you how they are spending today. O - I could call them and find out. It is not as if we have problems or anything. I just do not keep that kind of a tab on them. We all call or visit when we want to. But they have a life and we have a life.
I ask the very same question, every day... The article I'm going to post is kinda disturbing; it's about the ultimate compromise of a girl who was only trying to be happy with her life: http://www.angelfire.com/on/otherwise/epidemic.html
Very disturbing link - there has of course been nothing I have seen reported on this tragedy. 50% involved police officers - bad bad bad
People are messed up and if someone is controling your life it is becaus they don't have one of their own or they want something that you don't have maybe they just wish that they could still skip and be free. I went this once myself so I know it feels but I didn't listen to them I never do. Also I am happy that you have made changes I wish that I could I am afraid I will get hurt if I change. Plus I have problems and dramas.
If you're parents control you so much, the problem probably isn't them but you. Cut the apron strings.
I understand you quite well, I hate to listen the people who are saying what I must do.It's sad, but just..ignore them.Or move.To be different is a plus,not a minus. Don't give up.
27 ?.. and youre still at your parents house i'm guessing.... nothing wrong with walks at dawn to watch the sunrise.... or spending your free time doing 'you' things... but you didnt mention if you work?..... living at your parents house whatever your age means living by their rules.... thats life....if you want your own rules and life then move out.... its that simple
Didn't expect many replies, but appreciate them. I have recently moved back in to my parents after returning from India and selling my house earlier this year. They offered when I sold up, and financially it made sense. I've started my own business which has taken off very nicely but doesn't give me the option (at the moment) to rent my own place. The problem isn't just my parents I suppose, it is me. I see so much wrong in the world, protest, write letters etc, but others don't share my views. I don't impose my views on anyone, but that doesn't stop them inposing theirs on me. So eventually I stop listening to them, which also means that I stop talking to them. Suddenly I'm left with me, in my own head and my own world (which can be nice!). But I do need to talk with someone, get things off my chest too. Lots of people come to me as a shoulder to cry on but I seem to have lost any shoulders that I had. If I was wanting to cry about the cost of petrol or who's died in Eastenders (a popular soap for you none brits) then I'd have hundereds of shoulders to cry on. I guess I'm disappointed that the people I think that I should be able to chat to without being judged (my parents) turn out to be as bad as the rest. So now I'm spending my days talking as little as possible, which then has everyone asking what's wrong. As soon as I start to answer they begin to judge so I shut-up again. It's madness! Anyone fancy a beer?!!!
first off, BBC America broadcasts old Eastenders. Appearently my mom likes it. I'd rather see Bread, but whatever. Have you no savings? and how is being a rent slave going to help in anyone's freedom, except the landlord's? So you sold one house. Where are you going to live? with your parents? then live by their rules. and do your own damn laundry. parents "judge" / offer advice/ play devils advocate because they want to see you suceed. Perhaps the definitions of sucess are different, but neither is fully wrong. Go for the walk. But know when you should be somewhere. Especially if somone has bothered to cook for you. It seems India didn't take much in the universal entity side. as for the woman's parents, I'm hoping she's legal age, and they have a right to be concerned. It's their job, as long as the kid lives there or is under age in the case of separations.
Sorry, I didn't realise that everyone on the forum received Eastenders. The world really is a small place after all. Most of my savings have gone into the business and my earlier travels, which my parents supported and offered a roof over my head as support. I never knew that it came with such strings attached. Yes she is of legal age, and yes we both wish that we had enough funds to get a place together but that's timing for you. Does living by rules mean that we are ruled? This afternoon we went for a walk along the beach, wrote our names in the sand, messed around, laughed a lot. But we can't tell anyone because that makes life too difficult (how they manage to start an argument or find a problem with that I don't know, but they do!). I'm wondering if our parents have realised how dull their own lives have become and so are trying to add drama's that aren't there? But we are not soap characters and this isn't a script. We are their children and we are living real lives. I'm currently looking for some land to park a caravan if anyone has any )
Well, you have your buisness, you're working to bring in some money and adcvance your life or whatever. Weather you live under their roof or not, if your trying to run your buisness and make money, what concern is it of theirs what you do when you're not working? But it looks like you only have three options right now: Find a way to move out, just do what your parents want, or more likely than the other two, talk to you parents and try to reach level ground with them. Maybe try and compromise. And why are your parents talking to your girlfriend's parents? What is this, 5th grade?
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I know! And even worse, they can't understand why I'm p*ssed at them for doing it. If it wasn't so tragic I'd be laughing. In fact I might just do that anyway as it really is so damned stupid. You know when you have a sudden moment where everything does seem so stupid that you have to laugh and then it all seems alright? I think I've just had one of those moments Thanks for letting me get it off my chest folks! I'm of for a pint!