Having a Fear of Moving Out makes sense because moving out of your parents’ place is a lot like your very first day of school. The only real difference is instead of everyone coddling you, giving you everything you need and setting you up for success on day one, you have to do everything entirely on your own and missing even one tiny detail can leave you homeless or forced to write blogs for the rest of your life. You are likely moving out because you have a significant other you want to be closer to, because you are trying to be a strong, proud independent…person…or literally any other reason or combination of reasons you can possibly think of.

There’s a lot involved when you make the decision to move out. You have to find a place to live in a safe and comfortable area, secure enough money to ensure you can pay for rent and food for at least a few months (then you can become a stripper and life pays for itself!) all the while competing with other people who are all vying for the same place as you. It’s kind of like the Hunger Games in a way. Or Star Wars. Or another pop culture reference I can use as buzz words to make the post more exciting and increase the likelihood someone will stumble across this site. Have you guys heard of the Walking Dead?

You will be dealing with a lot of uncertainty and unfamiliar challenges when you move out. Especially within the first 3 – 86 weeks. Give or take. How much does food cost? How much does heating cost? How much does a basic internet service plan cost? What do I do when I cannot afford internet and therefore have no way of looking up what I am supposed to do when I cannot afford food or heat? All of these things and more can really take a toll on you. And I bet your aggravating landlord or impossibly loud neighbours aren’t helping the situation much either.

When all is said and done, you have found a new place you can call your own, complete with a mailbox and maybe even a pet like a cat, dog, snake or shark to keep you company. Congratulations! Now you can enjoy the start of the rest of your life, completely alone. Or with your significant other, a group of friends or a special friend you found online after tireless searching. Either way, utterly, utterly alone. The noises at night are scary and unfamiliar, your commute to work seems foreign, the hallways of your apartment building have a weird smell you cannot quite place and are probably better off not knowing and you still haven’t learned how to wash your clothes so that stain on your shirt isn’t going anywhere.

Doesn’t moving out seem like fun?

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