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So how old were you when you moved into your own apartment\house ?

I was 20 (almost 21)

This was back in 2004

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I graduated from high school at the end of May and moved out in the beginning of June that year.  I was 18.  Although, my parents had divorced a couple years earlier and I was just living with my Dad then.  I also had a very good summer job in my home town during college and it was a great help to me that I was able to move home each summer with my Dad rent free, etc. and save all my summer earnings toward going back to college each Fall:)

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I was 17 and going off to college. I packed up all my stuff (it was allowed to stay in the attic until I got an apartment a few years later) and my room became a guest room.

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I stayed at home through three years of college (parents didn't pay for much of that though and I was working non-stop to try to pay college costs that, looking back, were completely beyond my means) and then another six months after that when I dropped out while I saved up to move out.  Then flew 3000 miles to San Diego and lived there for four years, most of the time living in a van to avoid paying for housing.  Then moved back home for another six months.  Then I was on my own again at age 27.  I've been tempted several times since (I'm now 35) to move home again when financial stuff was tight but went hungry and left debts unpaid more or less out of pride.  

Going back to the van life again this fall/winter.  For the last 8 years I've been paying more in rent than an equivalent mortgage goes for around here and I've never missed my rent payment but I can't qualify for a loan.  Not going to lie I have a pretty massive chip on my shoulder about the credit/loan/debt system in the US and I still owe about $30k in loans and fees from my student debt for a degree I never completed.  School is also threatening to sue for the Perkins loan portion I haven't repaid.  

At this point I'm kind of resigned to never owning a home.  I'm kind of shocked that there aren't more blue collar socialists out there given that I've met many others in similar situations.  

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Moved out at 18. Moved back at 20 because college was getting pricey and my parent's house wasn't that far from campus (plus I sorta lived with a GF at the same time). Moved out after college ended, but accepting a job in politics that requires you to travel a lot meant moving back in (whats the point of renting a place you're at 0-4 days a week?) Moved out again when I got a 9-5 when I was 26. Moved back in at 27 when I realized that even though I made decent money, I couldn't live alone and save money. I'm still there now, though again, spent half my time at a GF's apartment until we broke up a bit ago. The down side of living with my parents now is mostly just pride. But in exchange for my pride I've got $25,000 set aside for grad school, $5,000 set aside for a 4-6 week trip to Europe the summer before grad school, another few grand for w/e I want and to move out (which I'll be doing soon), a nice car that's paid off and next to no student debt. I think that's worth two and a half years of my pride. 

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22, for the purposes of marriage.

And then my parents pretty much moved in at 24 when their grandchildren were born. :P

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I truly moved out at age 22 immediately after uni as I started my first full time job. 

I lived at home during uni, aside from a year an a half when I lived with my grandparents, who were closer to campus. 

But I made up for lost time by moving continent less than a year after I moved out.  That showed them. 

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When I was 20 I was living in DC and talking to my dad on the phone when he told me "hey, we're moving to Gainesville."  So, that's when I guess.  I stayed with my parents for a few weeks after things went..bad in DC, but other than I don't think I could live with my parents during my adult life.  That's not a judgment nor even a passive-aggressive statement of superiority - my parents have helped me out financially many times throughout the years in ways most people aren't afforded such a benefit.  Just saying my parents can barely live with each other, and accordingly I'm always sure to keep my visits scheduled for a week or less, lest I kill them.

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1 hour ago, dmc515 said:

When I was 20 I was living in DC and talking to my dad on the phone when he told me "hey, we're moving to Gainesville."  So, that's when I guess.  I stayed with my parents for a few weeks after things went..bad in DC, but other than I don't think I could live with my parents during my adult life.  That's not a judgment nor even a passive-aggressive statement of superiority - my parents have helped me out financially many times throughout the years in ways most people aren't afforded such a benefit.  Just saying my parents can barely live with each other, and accordingly I'm always sure to keep my visits scheduled for a week or less, lest I kill them.

I went to college a month before I turned 18 and literally lived in a crack house rather than go back to my folks despite the fact that they are generally supportive peoples. Just don't wanna deal with their shit.

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15 minutes ago, Pony Empress Jace said:

I went to college a month before I turned 18 and literally lived in a crack house rather than go back to my folks despite the fact that they are generally supportive peoples. Just don't wanna deal with their shit.

:(  Really sorry it got that bad.  And it's awesome you worked your way up from there!  Definitely not saying it was the same for me.  I'd take one of their spare bedrooms over a crack house all day every day.

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2 minutes ago, dmc515 said:

:(  Really sorry it got that bad.  And it's awesome you worked your way up from there!  Definitely not saying it was the same for me.  I'd take one of their spare bedrooms over a crack house all day every day.

It was only for a couple of weeks. And it was a real nice crack house, as far as such places go. This was back in '04 too, so I had Peyton Manning's incredible run of TD's to lift my spirits. ;)

Fuck, we even had lukewarm water. As long as it was still daytime out.

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11 minutes ago, Pony Empress Jace said:

And it was a real nice crack house, as far as such places go.

Objectively, that's one of the saddest sentences I've ever read.  You're pretty fucking awesome now, so props on it working out well, in spite of that fact watching Bubba throw TDs was your only saving grace.

You reminded me though, gonna wax nostalgic for a bit.  The closest I've came to homeless was after the "..bad"-ness that ended my time in DC.  Walked in on my best friend fucking my live-in girlfriend.  Drank for the next six months, and that's when I lived in a house right behind UMD campus.  It was basically a frat house except everyone living there knew how douchebag you have to be to join a frat.  There was five of us, and one was literally a professional gambler at that time (and still is). 

Stereotypically, he was Korean and ran illegal games in our basement til the cops broke it up.  Two of the others were members of UMD's cheerleading squad and hockey team, respectively.  The latter got hit by a car when we were drunk around Towson one night.  Thinking back, that was probably the best time, or at least most fun, of my life - even though I thought at the time it was the worst time of my life.  Cue the cheesy music, and really wish I remembered more of that time period.

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1 minute ago, dmc515 said:

Objectively, that's one of the saddest sentences I've ever read.  You're pretty fucking awesome know, so props on it working out well, in spite of that fact watching Bubba throw TDs was your only saving grace.

You reminded me though, gonna wax nostalgic for a bit.  The closest I've came to homeless was after the "..bad"-ness that ended my time in DC.  Walked in on my best friend fucking my live-in girlfriend.  Drank for the next six months, and that's when I lived in a house right behind UMD campus.  It was basically a frat house except everyone living there knew how douchebag you have to be to join a frat.  There was five of us, and one was literally a professional gambler at that time (and still is). 

Stereotypically, he was Korean and ran illegal games in our basement til the cops broke it up.  Two of the others were members of UMD's cheerleading squad and hockey team, respectively.  The latter got hit by a car when we were drunk around Towson one night.  Thinking back, that was probably the best time, or at least most fun, of my life - even though I thought at the time it was the worst time of my life.  Cue the cheesy music, and really wish I remembered more of that time period.

See, that sounds like a hell of a time. I've found that misery begets perspective, it's worth something. And much like you, I look back on those terrible Texas days with a certain fondness. I had my best pal to keep me company, and things worked out. Waddaya gonna do, right?

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3 minutes ago, Pony Empress Jace said:

See, that sounds like a hell of a time. I've found that misery begets perspective, it's worth something. And much like you, I look back on those terrible Texas days with a certain fondness. I had my best pal to keep me company, and things worked out. Waddaya gonna do, right?

Hm.  Almost sounds exactly like what Westworld-Ford is trying to say about the hosts gaining consciousness.  And yeah, when you're at your most down, that's when you really learn about yourself.  In my case?  Drank a handle a day for 6 months, then cried home to mommy and daddy, then quickly moved with my brother to Orlando.  So, yeah, I suck.

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2 minutes ago, dmc515 said:

Hm.  Almost sounds exactly like what Westworld-Ford is trying to say about the hosts gaining consciousness.  And yeah, when you're at your most down, that's when you really learn about yourself.  In my case?  Drank a handle a day for 6 months, then cried home to mommy and daddy, then quickly moved with my brother to Orlando.  So, yeah, I suck.

If you're able to claw your way out of the deepest hole you can dig it requires a level of introspection that a lot of people never really engage in at all. I wouldn't trade my fucked up life story for anything, I don't think you should either 'cause you're a cool dude. :thumbsup:

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2 hours ago, Pony Empress Jace said:

If you're able to claw your way out of the deepest hole you can dig it requires a level of introspection that a lot of people never really engage in at all. I wouldn't trade my fucked up life story for anything, I don't think you should either 'cause you're a cool dude. :thumbsup:

Gonna do the Whitney Houston thing, which entails first:

Quote

I hope life treats you kind
And I hope you have all you've dreamed of
And I wish you joy and happiness
But above all this I wish you love

And then the whole damn video.  Sucks so much she died, she could belt it out better than anyone living:

 

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Originally at 20 for Uni then moved back at like 25 when I decided to move back to my home town then left again like two years ago at 27. 

I kinda miss living at home to be honest. Always got on great with my parents.

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9 hours ago, larrytheimp said:

I stayed at home through three years of college (parents didn't pay for much of that though and I was working non-stop to try to pay college costs that, looking back, were completely beyond my means) and then another six months after that when I dropped out while I saved up to move out.  Then flew 3000 miles to San Diego and lived there for four years, most of the time living in a van to avoid paying for housing.  Then moved back home for another six months.  Then I was on my own again at age 27.  I've been tempted several times since (I'm now 35) to move home again when financial stuff was tight but went hungry and left debts unpaid more or less out of pride.  

Going back to the van life again this fall/winter.  For the last 8 years I've been paying more in rent than an equivalent mortgage goes for around here and I've never missed my rent payment but I can't qualify for a loan.  Not going to lie I have a pretty massive chip on my shoulder about the credit/loan/debt system in the US and I still owe about $30k in loans and fees from my student debt for a degree I never completed.  School is also threatening to sue for the Perkins loan portion I haven't repaid.  

At this point I'm kind of resigned to never owning a home.  I'm kind of shocked that there aren't more blue collar socialists out there given that I've met many others in similar situations.  

Research the USDA home loan program- https://eligibility.sc.egov.usda.gov/eligibility/welcomeAction.do

If your elgible for that you may be able to get into a place for no down payment and as you mentioned, rents are quite close to mortgage payments in many areas so you have a tremendous incentive to get in something now before the rates climb much more.

Even if you cant do USDA because your outside a rural zone, meet with a knowledgeable Mortgage broker or two/three, there are options you may not be aware of.

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