When I was a student, my biggest fear was being unable to get a postgrad job and being forced to live with my parents. It's not that I don't like hanging out with them, but the guilt and shame of potentially being a leach to the people I had been a leach to for 22 years already enough to motivate me to get gainfully employed.
While that neurosis plagues me for better or for worse, that doesn't mean that everyone who lives with their parents into their 20s is an unemployed slob who contributes nothing to the household. A lot of people work full-time, live at their parents' house, and don't disturb the peace in their family. It's questionable whether the young mom in this story is doing the latter. She has a 2-year-old and is asking to switch bedrooms with her brother for a second time despite saying she plans to move out.
While that neurosis plagues me for better or for worse, that doesn't mean that everyone who lives with their parents into their 20s is an unemployed slob who contributes nothing to the household. A lot of people work full-time, live at their parents' house, and don't disturb the peace in their family. It's questionable whether the young mom in this story is doing the latter. She has a 2-year-old and is asking to switch bedrooms with her brother for a second time despite saying she plans to move out.
![[DK]](/data/avatars/s/57/57999.jpg?1720990206){kind=avatar}
