I might move out of my parents' house by the end of the month. While it does speak of my need to become more independent, it has nothing to do with "proving myself" to my parents, peers, and to, well, myself.
As expected, my parents didn't take my proposal for moving out too well. Like many Filipino parents, they preferred that I stay and live with them until I got married. Honestly, I don't blame them. My savings would be bigger, I'd get to interact with the family more, etc. etc. But I wanted to move out anyway, despite it breaking all sorts of common sense ideals.
Like I mentioned earlier-- it's not that I have anything to prove to them, or to myself. I think of this rather as an experiment. I am fortunate that my parents want me living at home and can afford to do so. I am also lucky that I can afford to decide to go off on my own. But here's the reason why I want to move out: I want to try it out.

That's it. I want to experience handling bills, budgeting food and utilities, etc. I want to see if I can really, fully, take care of myself.
This may seem silly to those of you who have been doing it for years, and I am sorry if I am coming off as a brat. But I do think it will be an enriching experience; something that I can opt to continue or put on hold after my contract with the flat expires.
Things are already off to an exciting start. My projected monthly expenses alone made my eyes bulge and I almost ran back to daddy. After numerous revisions with more experienced friends, I learned to keep things simple and go down to the basics.
Despite the expenses and the forecasts for loneliness and frustration (I did live alone before, when I was dorming. I remembered coming home to an empty room and getting sick alone and again I felt like backing down from my plan), I am still mighty excited about living on my own.
So how will it be? Let's see. I'll be documenting my experiences on this blog. I am SURE there will be lots to write about.
How about you belles? What are your experiences living alone or with family?