Dear You, Move Out

Move out. Go away. Live on your own.

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It was 5 a.m. Unlike usual days, my alarm set me off instantly. I woke up, took a quick bath, and got changed. Afterward, I dragged my feet to the bus stop. I planned to catch the first bus, and I did — 30 minutes later.

I arrived at the interchange, and suddenly I felt weird. Regardless of what I was feeling, there is one thing that needed doing that morning: to pick up my mom and send her back home.

When I waved her goodbye at the airport, I felt void. I didn’t cry, nor did I smile. I looked forward to studying abroad, but I never looked forward to leaving home. Nevertheless, it was one of the milestones that I needed in life.

Long story short, I have pretty much attuned myself to the then-foreign land. If I could meet the 18-year-old me, I would tell him that leaving home was one of the best decisions he had ever made.

I would tell him that he would be free. “It is a life according to your desire!” I would say

Living away from home frees you from your parents’ rules. No more 11 p.m. no phone policy. No one shouts at you for staying up late. No one will nag you. You will have the freedom to behave according to what you see best. You are on your own.

It feels amazing to sleep at 3 a.m. because you want to and to wake up at 12 a.m. because you want to. It feels amazing to eat ice cream after 11 p.m. because why not?

I would tell him that there will be no stupid arguments with his parents and siblings

Do you remember that you argue every day with your parents and siblings? Those days are over. No more stupid fights!

No more arguments about the TV remote. No more arguments about the Wi-Fi speed. No more arguments about who the hell eat your chocolate. You are on your own.

I would tell him that there will be a price to pay

“’ With great power comes great responsibility’, said uncle Ben,” I would enunciate.

You can eat your ice cream at night, but no one will wash the cutlery. You can sleep after midnight, but no one will try to wake you up in the morning. No one will iron your shirts. No one will wash your clothes. No one will buy you your favorite snack. You are on your own.

I would tell him that he would appreciate the little things more

Those little things aren’t so little are they?

At home, there is someone who washes the dishes. At home, there is someone who wakes you up every morning. At home, there is someone who irons your shirts. At home, there is someone who washes your clothes. At home, there is someone who buys you your favorite snack. At home, it was a little bit easier.

You didn’t appreciate those teeny tiny things, did you? Now you do.

I would tell him that his relationships with his closed ones would thrive, instead of wither

You see, at home, we don’t talk about love, but we do things with love.

You will soon understand why mom told you to sleep before midnight. You will soon understand why dad told you to stop eating at night. You will soon understand why they told you to stop using your phone before sleep.

You will soon realize that you miss the little arguments with your brothers. You will soon realize that those little fights are spices to the recipe called affection. You will soon realize how much you love them.

You will soon understand why they are called families. They are your home to go back to.

I would tell him that he would be much better prepared for what life would serve

Everyone will eventually move away from his home, whether he wants to or not. It is always better to do it because you want to than because you have to.

At home, decision making is easier. Now, you are on your own. Be ready to make mistakes. Be ready to take opportunities. Be ready to say no to things you don’t want. It is up to you, only you.

I would tell him that he would be a different person — a better one

You will make mistakes — some big ones. You are going to be crushed, by your boss, by your trusted ones, by the universe.

You will encounter lots of challenges. They will look scary; They will be scary. But you know one thing, you will do it on your own. If you pass, you process to the next level. You will be an upgrade of your past-self.

I would wish him good luck

I would pull him close and hug him, whispering, “it is okay. You are doing great. Everything is gonna be alright.”

A simple person who loves philosophy, good food, and dogs. I write articles on communication, self-help, and occasional coding stuff. A HUGE F.R.I.E.N.D.S fans.

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