Though Meghan was offered one super-low-paying job in New York City, she realized “there was no way I'd be able to move to New York, or even afford a daily commute from my parents' home, with that salary.” So she packed it in and headed home to Mom and Dad’s, where she stayed for six months while she applied for even more gigs and figured out her next move.
Living at home “was not easy,” Meghan remembers — especially because her parents were enduring their own challenges at the time; they were going through a divorce.
This is so vastly preferable to sneaking back to your childhood bedroom at 3 am. A month or so after I started dating a very handsome Ph D student, we decided to go to Maine for a weekend to visit his college friends.
Plus, if you don’t want to tell your parents you’re going out with someone you met on the internet (not that I ever did that, Mom, since I know you’re reading this) you can just tell them you’re sleeping over at a friends’ place. We stopped at my parent’s house on the way, both so that I could pack and so that my parents could meet him and realize I wasn’t being kidnapped by a serial killer.
If you’re really stuck in the suburbs, snoop around a little bit: there’s gotta be somewhere people your age hang out.