It has been one month since I moved out of the comfort of my parent’s house. While this month has been the toughest month of my life, I have learned a lot along the way. Living on your own is definitely not easy. It requires a lot of extra effort, which sometimes I do not have the energy for with chronic illness. It is a huge responsibility and really embodies the term “adulting” that we hear so often these days.
At the age of 23, I decided that now seems like the right time to live on my own. I work a full-time job and I am going to school to get my Master’s degree. It just felt like time and a good way for me to become more independent. I originally was looking to buy a house, but with how the market looks right now prices are too high for me. So, I decided to get a roommate and rent a house in an area of town that I know well. Still keeping that level of comfortability knowing that my parents and two brothers are not too far away.
Below I will highlight just a few of the lessons I have learned in the past month.
1. Get comfortable with silence.
When I first moved into my house, I did not have a TV or internet hooked up for a couple of days. This limited my options in terms of entertainment. I also had almost no furniture in the common areas and every time I talked or made noise, it would echo throughout the whole house. Emptiness. I quickly realized how addicted I am to my phone, the TV, and any distraction that causes me to forget about reality. Without all of these things, I had to become comfortable with silence. Appreciating those moments is everything, because it’s not every day that we get some quiet time to recharge.
2. Don’t be afraid to make mistakes.
My very first day living in my new house, I locked myself out. I know, rookie mistake. It was Easter morning and I went out to my car in the garage to grab something, forgetting that the garage door locks only from the outside. I did not have my phone or my keys. Luckily, we have a medium sized doggie door on our garage door and I was able to wiggle my way through that (in my Easter dress!) to get back into the house. It was a memorable moment. Making mistakes helps you learn and to do better next time.
3. Learn to be grateful for what you have.
Every time I walk into my house, I realize how beautiful it is and how lucky I am to be able to make it mine. I have also never been more appreciative of my parents and the way they raised me. They have taken such good care of me (and still do!) and I couldn’t be more grateful for that. Taking care of myself and cooking every night is hard, but I know I always have my parents to lean on. Going into each day with a grateful heart can really change your perspective on life.
These three core lessons are things I carry with me each day as I adjust to living on my own. I have also learned a lot about myself this past month. I have learned that I am much stronger than I think. I have learned that I can be an “adult” and be responsible for keeping a house. Despite my fears of a flare in my chronic illness, I have pushed through and found ways to relax and give myself the time I need to adjust. This next year will be a learning experience for sure and I know there will be more lessons to come.
What have you learned from living on your own? Share below in the comments!
This blog post was inspired by the Grief Reality.