S/O of sorts from what is now the Forget it thread

I was born in the early 70s - with older siblings - as the youngest I was actually the first to move out. I went far away to college- neither sibling went to college -  and did one summer at home after freshman year and never again lived at home. My older siblings bounced back a few times when various issues came up - one was probably 26-27 before fully launched.  

Born early 60s. I was oblivious to the fact that my parents might want me to move out and they just seemed to wait until I did. I don’t remember any conversations about when it might happen. Boyfriend (now husband) and I were talking about renting our first place but I don’t remember any urgency and I didn’t leave until I was 26 🥴 I cringe when I look back.

we were born in the early 1950's. my two older brothers lived at home all 4 yrs of college--it was a short bike ride away. I went to same university for one year, then went away 1.5 hours to school (was home almost every weekend).. and was in and out of home when I was not working or in school til 5 yrs later.. moved for internship across the country. always welcomed home. my younger sister bounced in and our of home too.
my mom lived at home all through 5 yrs of college in the 1940's.. and my dad also lived at home while in college til he married mom. he still worked and continued to finish his first degree.
no big deal and in no hurry to leave. my parents were only children. and we had a small family too

Born in the mid '60s, went away to university and came back home for the summers and then moved out completely after graduation from university. My siblings were the same except one went to school closer to home so lived at home while going to school.

My kids, born in the mid to late '80s, left home for university at 17 and as circumstances had it, two of them never moved back home again, not even for summer break. They ended up finding jobs in the same city as their school and decided to stay for the summers rather than moving back home for temporary jobs. The third one did come home for the summers but moved out permanently after graduation.

We all knew at some point we would leave home, of course, but there was no forcing out involved.

I was born in ‘63. There was no expectation at all that I should move out by a certain age. I first moved away in my third year at Uni, when I was 20. My dad died in ‘85, just before I was due to graduate, and I moved back home for a couple of years at that time. 
I think things are different in the UK though. On the whole we don’t expect our kids to move out at 18. It’s not uncommon in many parts of the country for our children to stay at home well into their 20s. My DD moved out last year when she was 25, and my DS(23) is likely to be here for several more years. I don’t mind at all, he’s good company and we have many similar interests. He contributes financially and will do whatever chore I ask of him. He has ADHD and severe depression and at the moment would struggle on his own or in a house share. (He has no intention to live with me forever however!  ) I think it would be different if his girlfriend lived in the UK, but that’s not likely to happen anytime soon. 

I was not ‘expected’ to move out of my parents house until I was married. I was born in the late 60’s.

After college, I was required to save a specific portion of my paycheck in the bank and show my Dad my bank statements when asked in lieu of rent. I paid for my own food and maintained the lawns at his 2 rental houses & stuff like that.

I managed getting into college & going to college on my own except for the fact that my dad paid for it. But it was $7000 a year then not 40-100 grand and I ‘could’ have paid for it if I had to. I can’t imagine going to college with today’s costs. It’s crazy.

I was born in 72. I wasn't "expected" to move out, I made it my mission. I would have left when I was 17 but my mom asked me to wait until I was 18. I moved out that day. I hated living with her and her husband and I just wanted my own life and freedom. My sister went off to college when she was 17, so my mom was rid of us pretty quickly. Then she started over with another baby! She and I do have an excellent relationship now.

I have been working since I was 14 (12 if you count babysitting) and have always been very independent. My mom helped pay for part of my private college when I was 19, but I left that career plan after a year. I stayed with my dad for that year because I didn't know anyone else in Chicago that I felt comfortable moving in with and there was no campus housing. But we were more like roommates since I was responsible for all my own stuff. Room and board was the least he could do but I'll not go off on a further tangent here...it was healing for us, though.

I had to go back to my mom's house once when I was 21 and broke up with my boyfriend and moved out. I was there about 3 weeks, BF and I got back together. She's always got a place for me if needed and I would do the same for my kids (both of whom have left the nest, one at 19 moved back in at 21 back out at 23 after finishing cosmetology school and getting her life back on track, the other at 21).

Born 1965.

Expections were not really discussed.

Personally, the sooner I could leave the better. It was a dysfunctional home life.

I moved out when I was about 18.5-ish years old. I moved in with my then boyfriend-then Husband. About five months after starting my full time grownup job.

I was 18 and I thought I was a grownup. I knew best for me.
I was married a week or so after I turned 20. In my mind, getting married really made me get labelled >> a for real >> grown up lady.

I was a dumb ass. I knew nothing. Marriage was the worst mistake of my life.
I was inexperienced and immature. I had very little life experience. I had very little life skills (no idea how to manage my money, no idea how to budget, no idea how to run a home, no idea how to balance a checkbook, knew nothing about what it takes in regards to a relationship and marriage, etc...).

I was born in the late 80s and as far as my mother was concerned we could stay forever. My brother has, he’s several years older than me and has never moved out. I left promptly after I turned 18 the summer before college, and only came back for a short time before I met my husband and we bought a house together.

Not going to share my year but no. We either had to be in school or working.

My parents ran a revolving door type home. My older sister came home after graduating from college and got a job. She lived home until she transferred to another city. She was born in the 40s. My older brother lived at home and attended the university in our city. He didn’t maintain our parents GPA for them to pay tuition so he dropped out and went to work. He got married and moved out then. I moved home after college and had a job. I moved out when I got married and then moved back with my DD when I was getting a divorce. I was born in the 50s. My younger brother moved back home, married, after his MBA until he got a job and they had enough for a house. Younger brother was born in the 60s.

My parents would pay tuition, fees and books if you maintained a certain GPA. You had feee room and board if you attended the university in our town. You were required to work for my Dad in the Summers however. If you wanted to go away to university then you were responsible for room and board. Both my sister and I obtained full scholarships so Dad ended up paying our room and board instead. Both of us kept our scholarships throughout. My Dad had died before my younger brother became college age. We paid his tuition, fees etc and he lived at home for his undergrad. He went to Harvard for his MBA and we helped with that as well. His wife worked to keep them there.

1965.  I went to college in the fall, but every summer I was home farming with my dad.  I even went home summers the first three years I taught to help him farm.  I’m pretty sure he just expected me to move back for good and take over when he retired, but I met my husband and had to let my dad down gently!  

Born in the mid 60's.  There was no expectation for when I would move out.  However, when I left for college my Sophomore year and moved into my own apartment, that was it for me...I never lived at home again.

Of my two kids...one went to college and hasn't been back at home since.  The other came home last year due to the pandemic and is still at home going to school online only.  She'll move back to on campus living in September.  But, either kid is welcome to come and live back home at anytime.  As long as they are moving forward, they are welcome to be at home if they need that support.