They are surprised by such mythopaths who sit on the neck of their ancestors until they themselves retire and loudly demand that they do not climb into their lives. You first set up your life, and then demand it. Full of such beautiful and beautiful people. They live with their parents, all the grandmothers who earn (if they work at all) spend on themselves.
At work, such a mummy boasts how independent he is and how he bought himself a car at 22 years old (in credit). All of his ZP goes on credit, gasoline and cigarettes, lives with royals. The parents pay for the apartment, feed and dress the parents. Money, too, they sometimes give a boy young to him and sometimes want to walk.
The independent shit.
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I am only 22 years old, but I still live with my parents. Why is?
1st First of all, I love them very much. Neither I prevent them from living, nor they prevent me.
2nd My mother is a disabled, since my 15 years in front of my eyes she has almost died about 5 times. I appreciate every moment I see her.
Three I am a late child. My parents are 50 years old and they need someone close.
I study part-time and work, more than half of my work leaves my parents, and I do not regret it. When difficult times come, they will help me too. No one holds me here - at any time I can take a trip to my friends, to my personal life, to another city. But nothing of this can replace the feeling that is only in my father’s house.
And I am very upset by the stereotypes that a person who lives with his parents is a loser. Love your parents ♥