I have been living in the same place with the same people for the past 24 years. Having family besides me through thick and thin is why I’ve had a sense of security, knowing if something goes wrong, parents will always come along.
However, the word ‘safe’ does not seem so safe anymore.
Mom’s hugs and Dad’s guidance is something I’ll always seek, no matter where I live. But the need of the hour is to move out and have a life of my own.
Carrying with me a bunch of learnings from my parents as I go about figuring out the undiscovered side of me, hidden somewhere in the corner of my room.
As I entered my 20s, I learnt how I love being with myself.
I am no introvert. Nor am I anti-social. Family gatherings give me great joy. I love spending time with my folks. But – and there is always a but – I do feel that staying with my parents somehow doesn’t let me form my own opinions, take my own decisions.
I’m too protected. Life is too limited. I do not want to be limited. NO MORE!
How hard can it be?
Cooking your own food, paying your rent and doing everything else that needs to be done.
Now, it is about what I want. I have had enough advice on what I should or shouldn’t do.
I do not want to have deadlines; I can draw them myself. I am no longer scared of change. I want to explore a new side of me. I want to know some other city and its people.
I want to take my own decisions and learn from them. I want to thank myself for the good and blame myself for the bad.
I want to be me. An evolved me. A better me.