I Moved Out Of My Family Home at 27 — Here Are Some Lessons I Learned
With great freedom comes great responsibility.
My American friends reading this will be mortified.
“Moving out of your parent’s place at 27?!” I can hear some of you say already. “What are you — a bum?”
What these readers might not understand is that moving out of your family home once you turn 18 is a phenomenon that is pretty unique to America.
In many parts of Europe and Asia, staying with your parents until you get married is pretty much the norm.
I, however, did not want to wait until I got married to move out.
I wanted my own space, to do with whatever the hell I wished. I wanted to invite my friends over, to throw parties — hell, I wanted the freedom to drink all day and sit on my butt writing all night if that was what I chose.
And I did all of the above and more.
I’ve been staying on my own for almost a year now, in a little apartment in the heart of Singapore city, and I’ve learned some interesting lessons along the way — lessons I would otherwise never have learned if I chose to stay in my family home until I was hitched.
