Do you prefer to live alone or with others?

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I prefer to live with one other person that I am close to. I get too lonely living alone and I go kind of crazy if I don't have anybody living nearby.

yeah, I can see how that could happen. I'm trying to work this out, my counsellor advised the same at our last session. She suggested an hour a day at a set time. During this time I'm off limits, she actually suggested earplugs as well.

It is getting a bit fraught at times at home due to this, I try to escape, then I'm called or one of the kids is sent to get me for something trivial. This between the two of us is creating a horrid little cycle of frustration.

I'm going to propose the cousellors suggestion, but it will be hard, my wife can't stick to any sort of routine. Again at the therapists suggestion, we agreed a rota for cooking. This lasted about 2 days before she started doing it on my turn for a few days, then we are back in nowhere land again. She misunderstood the reason, she thought cooking stresses me out or something, but it's routine I'm after.

I'm sure we will figure it out.

Jason

It depends and in college I liked roommates who were similar to me and not too messy, etc. Most of the time my roommates were great except for one semester when I had bad luck. When I need to study and concentrate on school I prefer living alone, but otherwise like to live with someone who is similar to me and not too messy, is easy going, shares the housework, etc.

I like having people around. But sometimes I need space. If I'm stressed I shut everybody out, and don't re-emerge until my head is straight. That can take a while.

I like living alone until I find the right girlfriend. Which might be never as I'm not much of a catch.

With a significant other.
I hate being alone.
I wouldn't live with anyone else, though.

I've been living on my own for 16 years now I prefer to be on my own I need my own space and not worry about other people's habits.

I've lived alone for the last 6 or so years. Before that I lived with SOs or friends and I'd only lived on my own for one year (which was horrible but not entirely because I was living alone). When you're used to someone being around, you miss it. But that does wane after a while. Now I absolutely love my place. In fact I don't like inviting anyone over here because it's my safe place. Everything is set up exactly as I like it and no one complains because it's only me here.
I think it would be hard for me to live with other people now. I like coming home and not finding 2 or 3 strangers smoking pot on the couch. I LOVE putting groceries in the fridge and they're there when I come back. No more fights about whose turn it is to buy toilet paper! It's always my turn and I'm fine with that

ALONE!! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !!

Oh, and did I mention... A-L-O-N-E?!?!?!?!

The only noise there is is my noise. (That sounds weird.. ha!) I can run around naked if I wanted to. If I put a TV in the living room, only I would be the one touching it. If I clean up, it will only get messy if I make it messy.

I've had some roommates who were fine. Some were quiet, tolerably clean, and pleasant. That's all good and jolly.

But, I've had some roommates who are too loud often. One girl I lived with would talk so loud on her phone for hours and hours in the kitchen that I could hear her across the house. She and another roommate would talk for hours in the kitchen... LOUDLY. I like being social, that's fine. But, it shouldn't be so loud that we can all hear it in our bedrooms.

I/we had a roommate rule- no TV or stereo in the living room or kitchen.

Cooking noise was loud enough, no need to add other noise to that. There was an extra room further away where a TV could go, or the bedrooms. I didn't want to be subjected to even more noise. I lived with a few other people over the years who felt the same way. Mostly serious grad students. It took a lot of searching to find the right match. A lot of people like social houses, or are messy, etc.

I have a hard time visiting my parents because they have guests over all the time. When I'm not visiting them, they have overnight guests.. sometimes for months at a time (one person staying months). They have guests over a few times a week, at least. Sometimes for dinner, sometimes to hang out .... for HOURS. I couldn't deal with that. OMG. I HATE, HATE, HATE frequent guests over. A home is a castle, not a Starbucks. One semester I hung out with friends at least every day, but we would go elsewhere to hang out-- coffee, bookstore, whatever.

I disdain overnight guests. One roommate (inconsiderate, filthy pig) had overnight guests all the time. Sometimes a week one month, then another week the next. Ridiculous. Ultimately with the next roommates we had a rule-- no more than 2 overnight guests each per month. Otherwise, it's like living with more roommates... who aren't paying rent. And, the guests should clean up after themselves and leave the home when you do. I would have a very hard time living with my parents because they have overnight guests for such a long time. Yeah, it's nice they want to help someone out and let them stay there for months. But, I just couldn't deal with that. And, add that to guests during the day... OMG. Exhausting. Loud. Just... no. I work for what I have, and volunteer... but someone isn't going to be staying with me for weeks. A few nights, maybe. I had a roommate who said that her ex-roommate had her sister come and stay for a few months. I wouldn't put up with that. Either they pay equal in rent, or they're out. A few nights for a visit is ok, or one night to stayover after a long party... fine. Too often... and I can't do that.

I like occasional guests over, but it's the frequency and unexpectedness that irritates me. My friend's old roommate used to have people over a few times a day every single day. I couldn't live with a roommate like that. I had a roommate who would have, say, 10 people over every few months at a planned dinner party. I could live with that, but someone who had people over half the week... I couldn't deal with.

I'm not the share-y type. If I buy four, it's my flour. If I make a few dozen cookies and offer you one, sure, I'll share. But, I don't share other life things. I don't understand girls who do. If I wanted a pair of, say, pink flip-flops, I would buy myself a pair... not borrow yours. If I wanted a new outfit, I would buy one... not borrow yours. I don't understand sharing things, with the exception of roommate cleaning supplies and vacuums. Otherwise, my shelves = my space. My flour and crap = my flour and crap. My clothes and personal crap = mine.

Living alone means your mess is the only mess. If you clean the place, it stays that way until you mess it up. Everything is placed just like you want it, when you want it.

Yeah, I sound really social, huh?!

Either alone or with people who keep to themselves.

I spent a year and a half living in my grandmothers house, for the past 6 months by myself. Well, theoretically. Her other grandchildren felt entitled to visit the house whenever they wanted (even when she was no longer there) and relatives would always be in my stuff.

Currently I'm in an apartment shared with other people who are nice but keep to themselves. It's quiet and almost as good as living by myself (which I can't afford).

I prefer alone. People just annoy me! They're OK in small doses, but if other people live in the same house I really don't have any way of getting away from them. Then there are all the potential areas of conflict, like cleanliness. OK, I'm not the tidiest person in the world, but I keep the house functional. Even if there's a bit of a mess somewhere it's because it's not causing any problems - for me - and when it does then I'll take care of it. Other people may have different standards - higher or lower or just different - and that tends to be a major point of friction, from what I've heard.

I flat with a friend who understands my strange ways and knows I need lots of alone time. I couldn't afford to live on my own even if I wanted to... the cost of paying rent and all the bills by myself is too high.

But I do like having someone to talk to and I feel safer at night when I'm not alone in the house.

i live in a semi-shared college dorm; i share the common rooms with other people (with sollicitation, so no randomers), but we all have our own room, so i can lock the door and be fully alone; this is the perfect attangement for me, since there is always someone if i need company, but i can be alone as much as i want too as well

I definitely prefer living alone. Unfortunately I don't live alone at the moment which is very frustrating.

I live with my parents and my annoying brother at the moment, but I cannot cope with it. But I don't want to live entirely on my own either. If I could have my own way, I would choose to just live with my mum. I am very close to my mum, and she doesn't do many things that annoy me.

My dad spends every week-end laying on the settee in front of the telly with the curtains half shut, which depresses the hell out of me. Even if I'm not in the room I can still feel the atmosphere from whichever room I'm in, and it just makes week-ends feel more boring than they already are. My brother is worse, he's either in his room or at work or out with his mates, but when he's in he gets on my nerves. He is the most unhealthy person I've ever met; eats lots and is getting fat, goes out the back door every half hour or so to smoke, and doesn't do any exercise. And so his ways annoy the hell out of me and I just like it when he's out of my sight. I know I can't be like that, which is why I wish I didn't live with him. My mum doesn't really do anything like that what annoys me. Of course everyone has their moments, even my mum, but generally she would be the first person I would choose to live with. We are happy in eachother's company and we co-operate and help eachother out.

But, it's easy said than done. The council aren't just going to offer my dad and my brother a place and me and my mum a place just like that. In this part of the country you've got to either be foreign or have kids under 18 to be able to get given a house or even flat, or you've got to have some other good reason. So, I've just got to live with two annoying men.

i could not possibly live with anyone else.
even when i was a child, i had a whole floor of the house to myself (the attic) and i could wind up the staircase so no one was able to access it. it was a decent sized attic....actually i will find a picture of the house i lived in when i was a child.......