Living on our own drama

I’ve been dealing with some drama of my own and I didn’t even know that it was happening until yesterday. I moved out of my parent’s house 3-4 years ago. I don’t think they’ve accepted me moving out and I think it has been brewing under the surface for a long time. I hang out at their house sometimes. They’ve recently started announcing, non-stop that I live there and my fiancé also lives there. No we don’t. We have our own place that we live in. They continued to say that we live there and they want us to clean the room. Every phone call I have with my mother, she tells me to clean the room. I don’t mind tidying up after we hang out there, but we don’t reside there! They want us to decorate the room too. I don’t want to. I don’t care what happens to the room at all because it’s not mine.

It’s gotten pretty bad. They’ve also started telling us how to clean the kitchen. The thing is… I go there just to hang out. It’s the same feeling I have when I go to my sister’s house to hang out. My sister used to live at my parent’s house. She was always told what to clean and she had to live under my parent’s rules. I moved out so I can have complete freedom from those rules. Once I heard my parents saying the rules, I had to leave. I don’t think I’m going to hang out there anymore at all. That is not my room. And that is not the place where I live anymore.

It’s frustrating to deal with parents in general. You tell them something and if they don’t like it, they give you a confused look. I don’t want to diss my parents, but the things they say make me feel uncomfortable. I want to be free. I’ve been living on my own for awhile now. I don’t want to give them the permission to treat me as a child. I think that once they see I’m not hanging out there anymore, they’ll realize that I do not live there. I really don’t like the words they use when they say we live there. It makes me super uncomfortable and I almost always just flee the room.

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