Just wondering.
I split myself because my parents were NUTS. No regrets at all. But that’s not what I’m asking. 
They didn’t throw me out, I ran. And I’m happy I did.
They didn’t throw me out. I went to grad school, and then directly on to my own apartment. My sister did much the same.
I love my parents, but I thnk I’d have gone insane if I tried to live with them after college,
I ran away from home (mother & brother) at 5 and again at 12.
At 17 my father threw me out of his house.
At 27 I ran away (from my mother) & attempted suicide.
At 32 when I moved in with my then boyfriend, my mother accused me of abandoning her.
Now at 51 I live in a SRO for mentally ill people.
I wished I had left (run away?) from my mother at 17/18 and never looked back, instead of doing what I thought was the right thing to do.
Nope. I went away to college at 18, moved back home for the next two summers, and still go back for a week or two a few times a year. (Currently a college senior). That being said, I get pretty antsy after a few days in my hometown, and can’t ever see myself moving back in after college.
My mom would’ve been thrilled if us kids had never left home. She is the eternal mother.
Mine didn’t but she was going to when I got pregnant at 17 and wanted to keep the baby. I would have had to live with my dad though, or the baby’s dad, so it’s not like she would have thrown me out on the street. She actually did kick my sister out to our dad’s house when she was a teenager, and she was constantly threatening both of us with it. I asked her what on earth she was going to do when it came to our little sister whose dad she’s still married to. (Her answer was that little sister won’t act like we did…ha! She gave her plenty of trouble, but no threats for her.)
She ended up letting me stay, and I lived there for 17 fun-filled months after my daughter was born. I sort of got kicked out at that point too, but I was thrilled to be getting my own apartment then, so it was cool. (Don’t mean to sound soo negative about my mom, I love her to death, but living with her is not fun.)
Well, they made it clear that they would. But they also gave me a lot of help moving, so it wasn’t too bad.
For a couple of years, my mom let me come home to do my laundry…so long as I was the one who actually did it.
Mine did not. I payed rent as soon as I had a viable job, but they would have let me stay.
I threw myself out. I beat myself up first to make it look convincing.
They told me they were moving to Virginia when I was 18, and that I was welcome to come along - I didn’t want to.
Son, we’re moving out of state. You’re not coming with us.
It was a shock, but it was a good thing overall.
Let’s try this, gentlemen. If your parent(s) threw you out and you feel they did the right thing PM me cuz no one is 'fessing up here.
Best laugh all day!
There compassionate religious values dictated they throw me out when I told them I was gay. I was still recovering from a head on concision and couldn’t walk without crutches and had no place to go but is was important to them I not be there. I was 18.
Timing couldn’t have been worse. I would have moved out on my own in a reasonable time frame.
If my mother could, she’d still have all three of us at home, even the one who’s married with kids. Actually, that one could live next door, so she wouldn’t have to childproof the house 
Part of the reason I studied ChemE rather than Chem is that Chem would have meant going “home” every weekend to a place which had never feel homey, to do my mother’s housework. ChemE was far away enough to only go home on school breaks.
Moved out voluntarily for college. My mom fake threatened to throw me out a bunch of times when I was a teenager though. “You know so much? Then get out and do everything yourself.” Mom needs to throw my brother out, but won’t for some reason. Motherfucker is 31 years old, Jesus.
The (I hope) unintenional funny here is priceless…
Heh, I noticed it after I submitted, then left it alone because no one should be thinking that. Don’t be gross, dude!
I was staring at the quote trying to understand what was so funny. When I finally got it I couldn’t stop laughing for probably a minute.