move out of my mothers house

22 and still stuck with my mother grrrr it seems so easy yet so hard. my predicament is upsetting….my mother is using me for my money making it hard for me to save anything also im scared for my little sister….my mother has a habit of putting her husband before her kids and i dont trust him around my sister he comes off as kinda pervish….god forbid if i leave that gives him free reign to do anything

Yea, i’m 17, but still! I wanna be independant… in fact, ima add that right now!

I’m driving about two hours out of my way to take a look at two houses with rooms for rent tomorrow. One in particular looks AMAZING and has everything I could want in a shared space. Skylights to paint by, large space for a drawing table, private bath.

My goal for tomorrow: act cool. And don’t drool on the wood floors.

I don’t want to end up having an extreme love-hate relationship with my mother. It hurts to be here, and I know distance will help. Maybe the outcome won’t change, but at least I’ll be dealing with it.

Looked into subsidized apartments today. It’s confusing, and I’m nervous about the process. Hard to do on my own, and worse when no one’s supporting/acknowledging the decision.

It’s just beyond time.

I looked for apartments today.
It was pretty much a bust because there are absolutley no listings for where i live.
But i did end up calling one place. So hopefully that will pan out. And I already have a roommate lined up so it should be good.
All i need now is the money…but i work for the next 5 days straight and it will be the first time i really get to keep my tips. =]
sooo moving out is moving along.

I have no idea why I am still here. Maybe bad choices, maybe too comfortable. I need to have my own space for me and my son again. I miss living alone!

Well, I moved out over a year ago and forgot I had started this thing…oops, my bad!

SOOOOO worth it. It helps if you have a roommate, less scarey that way. Not to mention cheaper. six months before i moved out i started buying three things a week. Sometimes big stuff, sometimes small stuff. If there was a sale on towels, or maybe just an icecream scoop from the dollar store. This was very empowering. And during that six months i felt like i was working toward something and it felt more do-able. good luck.

So i moved.. finally and even though i get a panicking sensation every now and then that i made a horrible mistake… i can step back and see that it was time… if not now.. when right…
So just do it!!! just do it