A Changing Lifestyle At The Age Of Thirty

966 WordsSep 15, 20164 Pages
A Changing Lifestyle At the age of thirty, I am still trying to find my place in the world. I have moved in and out of my parents’ home several times, and each time I have learned important lessons about life. Gaining independence is often a long and difficult struggle. At the age of nineteen, I moved out of my parents’ house. Becoming independent for the first time was great. My first apartment was small; it had a one bedroom, and my rent was affordable. When I moved in to the apartment, I smelled the fresh paint on the walls, I see that it had two windows and carpet that felt soft on my feet. I had an old neighbor that lived next door to me to whom I started to become friends. His named was Joe and we would always set around talk and have strawberry cheesecake. Ponderosa Steak House was where I was working when I lived on my own. I worked there four years both baker and cook person. Unfortunately, not everything went smoothly. Before long, my roommates and I were partying too much. My friends that I had enjoyed partying, and I often joined them. We would hang out at my place all night. We drank alcohol, watched movies, sat around talking, and went out to other friends’ house. I hung out with my friends every weekend. I fell in love with the wrong person whom I dated for four years. My ex’s boyfriend was also in to alcohol. We were drinking all the time; however, we would fight on a regular basis. I had to move back into my parents’ house in order to get myself back on my
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