Unlearning the Shame of Living with My Parents As an Adult
I’m already leading a different life than the nuclear family I’d envisioned. There’s freedom in stepping away from that, but I find it uncomfortable too.
Living with my parents has afforded me more physical space than I could ever dream of alone. I’ve benefited from sharing costs—I was able to pay off my graduate school debt and save money again—and it’s more environmentally friendly. I look forward to eating dinner together on the couch in front of the TV after an intense day of work. We laugh as we personify our cats with high-pitched voices and jokingly argue over who their favorite child is (me, obviously). Living alone, I didn’t laugh much.
Samantha Paige Rosen’s essays have appeared in Catapult, Electric Literature, Slate, The Washington Post, Ms. Magazine, and elsewhere, and she has written short stories for Necessary Fiction and Lumina Journal. She earned an MFA in creative nonfiction from Sarah Lawrence College and is a proud Smith College graduate. Sam writes, tutors, and coaches writing outside of Philadelphia with her three cats. Say hi at samanthapaigerosen.com or on Twitter @samanthaprosen.
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