The idea of living in a dorm has always been horrifying to me. Originally, right out of high school I had a planned on going to a big four-year university. I went up to orientation and had to spend the weekend in the dorms. I remember lying on the scratchy sheets, sweating like crazy, and looking up at the ceiling and realizing I cannot live like this.
The girl I had roomed with walked in and said, “I promise not to kill you…” I was instantly freaked out and did not sleep the whole night. I remember calling my parents the next day and telling them I could not do it, and I needed to live at home. Here we are three years later and I have yet to move out. Here are 29 realities about living at home in your twenties: