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Let me begin by saying that I love my mom and I appreciate everything she's done for me over the years. I don't hate her, but I don't think being around her for the past few years has been good for me.
I'm twenty-five years old, and yes, I still live with my parents. If you're here to criticize me for that, I'll save you some time. I've already been called the less than desirable names like "adult-child" by insensitive gaians that will be left unnamed. I don't have the means to move out on my own just yet, so for the most part, my parents have been helping me by allowing me to continue to live with them. I appreciate that...I really do...
...but there are other aspects of my well being that my mom has been hurting, such as my self-worth and capability of having confidence on my own.
Last year, the family moved to Southern California, and since then, I've struggled to find a job even with a BA and MA and all the work experience I've accumulated over the years. It doesn't matter how impressive everyone thinks having an MA is. No one is that impressed by an English MA. I've been applying everywhere, but not even retail stores wanted me. In November of last year, though, a nearby school had an opening for an Instructional Assistant for children and young adults with autism. I was excited, because it was a full time job with good benefits and it's something I really enjoy doing. Of course, my mom had a problem with it. She yelled at me I didn't go to school for six years to be an aide, and she told me that if I took the job, I'd have to find somewhere else to live, and since I didn't have the means to move out and didn't know the first thing about it (she wasn't going to help me), I turned down the invitation to the interview I received from them.
...fast forward a few weeks...
I get a call from Costco inviting me for a interview for seasonal work. Again, my mom thinks it's a bad idea, because it was only temporary. I told her that work is work and I needed to start making some money and to fill in the space on my resume. She again told me that if I didn't want to listen to her, I can live elsewhere, so I cancelled the interview.
For months, I applied for the jobs she wanted me to apply for. Government jobs, office jobs, administrative, etc. I was invited for a few examinations and interviewed for a couple, but when it came right down to it, I'm just not cut out for those jobs. Finally, my mom gave in and let me go to an interview for an instructional aide job for students with mild to moderate disabilities. I got the job, and for a while, I was happy. It was only part time, but it was something that I liked and could fill the gap on my resume. She told me that I was to look for 'better' jobs during the second half of the day, and I agreed. I actually started looking into going back to school to earn a Special Education credential to teach English on the junior/high school level, but when I went to an information orientation at a nearby school, I realized I don't have the funds to go back just yet. Since summer vacation started in June, my mom has been hassling me day in and day out to find a 'real' job (I think her definition is a job pushing papers in an office). I've been applying for different companies working in different office settings, but it seems my suspicions are correct. They don't want me, because I'm not cut out for it. My work experience (which mostly involves being in a classroom setting) does not match up with what they want. Finally, I got an email for a nearby community college for an English Instructor position. I was beyond excited, because I was put on the waiting list almost a year ago, and I didn't expect to ever hear from them. It's only part time, but I figure if I keep the job I already have as an aide, I can start making a little better money with the salary from this job. I told them during the interview that I was flexible and available to teach two classes. I got hired, and I'm happy about it. I'm going to be getting a lot of experience in the classroom, and I'm hoping to eventually have enough to go back to school.
...of course, things are not looking as bright now that my mom has gotten involved.
My family has been trying to relocate to a different part of Southern California, which is fine. It's actually a lot closer to the college I will be teaching at, but now my mom think it's a good idea if I only taught one class, but she said the fact that we are moving is none of my employers business, and when I tell him I only want to teach one class, I should tell him because I want to feel comfortable first. My fear is that one of the reasons I was hired was because of my flexibility. I had these people thinking I'd teach two classes, and I'm all of a sudden saying I only want one. I'm afraid I'm going to lose my job before I even start now, and you know what? If I do, I've decided that I can't take this anymore. I'm done. I need to get away from my mom, because she is not helping.
I was crying as I sent the email, because I've been without a job for so long and have felt worthless while being unemployed, and the fact that I feel like I will lose this opportunity would be devastating to me. My mom saw me crying and started screaming and mocking me (actually mocking me. Making fun of me and calling me a ten year old while pretending she was me crying). That wasn't enough for her, though. She also got on my case about a socially awkward friend of mine who lives in my old city which as an hour and thirty minute drive away to go to a theme park with me. She's a very nice person, but as I said, she's awkward. My mom was clearly embarrassed by her, but didn't say anything to her about it (which was surprising and I'm glad she didn't) but decided to rant at me how embarrassed she was. I responded by telling her that she didn't have to go and I don't make my friends for her. This was after years and years of her always critical about my friends and who I dated, and it wasn't ever a normal motherly type of critical. She had a problem with any friend I made. This friend of mine could have been the heir to riches with expensive clothing and great confidence, and my mom would still find something wrong with her. She's never liked any of my friends, and I'm tired of it. I'm tired of not being able to do anything, because she doesn't like my friends. It's not up to her. She doesn't get to pick my friends, I do, and as long as my friends aren't criminals or any other such trouble maker, she has no reason to be so judgmental of them all.
So...I've decided that I'm putting my foot down. If I lose this job, I'm leaving. I'm going to have to find an apartment and start living on my own. I'll also have to find another part time job so I can make some more money to pay rent. I know it will take me longer this way to afford to go back to school, and I'm afraid of taking loans, because if I don't find a job right away after getting my credential, I will owe more money than I make.
I guess what I'm asking is for people to:
1) Don't judge me for still living at home.
2) Tell me what to expect when leaving your family for the first time.
3) Give me your thoughts on the situation. Do you think this will cost me my job?