Has anyone here done this? If so, what are your experiences?
I'm afraid I may have to do this sooner or later. It's easy to go into a long rant here, but I'll try to keep it short. My parents seem to have difficulty understanding that other people may have different desires than themselves, and they somehow cannot accept that someone else leads a different life. They had me go to schools that didn't suit me, threatened to kick me out of the house and cut off all support when I considered a different career then what they had in mind, and actively pushed to get me a mental disorder diagnosis. The latter almost succeeded, which was then used a trump card in any conversation ("You're crazy, so we're right. We won't even consider your opinion.")
In daily life, I'm continually spoken to in the imperative, I get sarcastic remarks about the "weird music" I listen to, and how I spend my days in general. Studying art is "a waste of time", studying Computing Science is "academic nonsense", eating a vegan diet is "being difficult", tinnitus/hyperacusis is just me "overreacting", not having a WhatsApp account because of ethical reasons is simply being dismissed as being "not practical", etc. etc.
There is this strange dichotomy, maybe best explained in this example: first they disagree with me moving to Amsterdam. Then they insist on helping move, because they care about me, I suppose. Me insisting that I move on my own will cause a riot, so I let them help. Then everything has to be done according to how they want it done. Even considering something else is "ridiculous".
A while actually moving I have to listen to them curse all day long. "Couldn't you find another place to live?", "did you really have to take this?", "there are too many stairs", "this place is badly maintained" (student housing), "next time I'm not allowing you to live above a pizza place, because these are fire hazards"...
Due to tinnitus and other circumstances, I'm forced to live with my parents again. Yesterday, my sister visited and when she left, she sounded the car horn "just for fun" while I was standing right in front of the car. No bad intentions, but very careless of her. It was almost traumatic to hear a sound that loud and I had a spike for the rest of the day. Then I had to deal with my parents who blame me for "being too sensitive".
I feel that I need to start planning on moving out as soon as I can and cutting all ties. Even when I'm home alone, reading a book or listening to some music, I find myself mentally preparing and guarding myself for the sarcastic comments that I'm used to getting. This cannot be healthy.
I'm afraid I may have to do this sooner or later. It's easy to go into a long rant here, but I'll try to keep it short. My parents seem to have difficulty understanding that other people may have different desires than themselves, and they somehow cannot accept that someone else leads a different life. They had me go to schools that didn't suit me, threatened to kick me out of the house and cut off all support when I considered a different career then what they had in mind, and actively pushed to get me a mental disorder diagnosis. The latter almost succeeded, which was then used a trump card in any conversation ("You're crazy, so we're right. We won't even consider your opinion.")
In daily life, I'm continually spoken to in the imperative, I get sarcastic remarks about the "weird music" I listen to, and how I spend my days in general. Studying art is "a waste of time", studying Computing Science is "academic nonsense", eating a vegan diet is "being difficult", tinnitus/hyperacusis is just me "overreacting", not having a WhatsApp account because of ethical reasons is simply being dismissed as being "not practical", etc. etc.
There is this strange dichotomy, maybe best explained in this example: first they disagree with me moving to Amsterdam. Then they insist on helping move, because they care about me, I suppose. Me insisting that I move on my own will cause a riot, so I let them help. Then everything has to be done according to how they want it done. Even considering something else is "ridiculous".
A while actually moving I have to listen to them curse all day long. "Couldn't you find another place to live?", "did you really have to take this?", "there are too many stairs", "this place is badly maintained" (student housing), "next time I'm not allowing you to live above a pizza place, because these are fire hazards"...
Due to tinnitus and other circumstances, I'm forced to live with my parents again. Yesterday, my sister visited and when she left, she sounded the car horn "just for fun" while I was standing right in front of the car. No bad intentions, but very careless of her. It was almost traumatic to hear a sound that loud and I had a spike for the rest of the day. Then I had to deal with my parents who blame me for "being too sensitive".
I feel that I need to start planning on moving out as soon as I can and cutting all ties. Even when I'm home alone, reading a book or listening to some music, I find myself mentally preparing and guarding myself for the sarcastic comments that I'm used to getting. This cannot be healthy.