Do you HAVE TO have your own space?

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I could never bare the though of having to share a room with a sibling. I would probably seriously injure or even resort to killing them to get rid of them so I could have my space back. I fear being admitted to a hosptital because I might have to share a room. We used to go camping a lot (as if going camping was supposed to be fun when you live in the boonies and your whole life is basicaly camping) in this tiny shaby mobile home that was really just for one person yet there were five of us. I felt crowded and my parents dreded taking me camping because I would just be moody and irratible the whole time. I will have to have my shrink write a letter saying that I need a private dorm. My parents say that whenever I come out of my bedroom it feels like I am visting them. I spend like 98% of the day in my bedroom all alone. I think it's because I need my own space.

I had to have a private dorm room in college. And even then, couldn't sleep due to the noise from the room below mine where the occupants insisted on blasting their music at all hours of the night and the RA's wouldn't do anything about it. I ended up getting a two-bedroom apt with a roommate which worked pretty well because he was quiet. *Until* some people moved into the apt below who liked to practice with their band at 4AM in the morning.

I like contact with other people, but I also need a personal sanctuary where I can relax alone.

I shared a room in reform school and college, it drove me mad, I had to be medicated to function. Even when I was with my wife, it was always a bit stressful, I need a bedroom, reading chair, and computer desk to be really content. Unless I'm on vacation, I learned to enjoy travel and get over hearing my parents breath, so I can handle youth hostels, even sleeping in train stations and on buses. It does feel so good, soooooo goooood to get back to that private sanctuary.

YES. I'd never be able to live in a dorm with another person, which is why I have my own apartment with the rent subsidized via Section 8 housing assistance. I need my privacy and other people are just too loud.

Yes.. and I do..

YES! I definitely do. I spent 2 1/2 years in MR/DD group homes in Cincinnati, OH, USA and boy was it MISERABLE ! N*****s blastin' music at all hours of the day & night, ret*ds yellin' at all hours of the day and night, MEAN staff who always wanted me thrown out or put in jail, etc. I know I can't have as much governmental assistance when living on my own, but f*** it. I *GOTTA* have my own damn place! Someday I want to OWN my home instead of continuing to rent. I just had to start out renting cuz my dad kicked me out of his house when I was 18.

In June of 2007, I felt soooooo relieved when the same man who owns the group homes bought a 3-family house next to one of his group homes and told me I could have the 3rd floor for just $300 a month as long as I pay my gas & electric. I told him I'd take it. He & I had a meeting with the Board of MR/DD and they said it was OK. I've been on my own again for almost a year and I LOVE IT !

I definitely need my own space. Growing up, I had to share my bed, my bathwater, and even my clothing with siblings. I sometimes dream of being married again, but that would mean no space to myself again! Unless we could build a house with separate sections for alone time, LOL.

Yes. I have to have my place to retreat to and I object to anyone touching my things.

Yes.

im not too fussy where the space is exactly - i just like it to be quiet as possible

Yes. I have to a safe place to retreat to let loose. Calm down, relax, focus on my interests...
I can't imagine having to share a room with someone. I'd be on edge constantly. (Of course I'm hoping when I have lovely wife or GF, that it won't be much of issue by then)

I live at home, but essentially have my own apartment upstairs. I share my place with my cats. They are better roommates than most humans I knew.

I would be quite content to be the only person on earth if somehow I could still get groceries, electricity, ect. Right now I have an apartment to myself and it is great but when I did have a roommate it was a lot cleaner and I ate something other then cereal and wendys. It's a little bit worrisome that when left on my own I really don't get stuff done.

I'd rather have a room to myself. I hate being disrupted and dealing with other people like them being too loud and they won't quiet down. Also the fact I love to stay up late and I get really irritated if other people would tell me to go to bed. At least I turn the sound down on my videogames or computer.

I can remember what happened down in CA with my ex. He said I was very rude that one morning just because I woke up early and got on the computer and I go to a website and I didn't know it would play music, so it wakes him and his son up and they both think I did it on purpose. I turned the volume down and said I was sorry. Was that not good enough for my ex?
Also the fact I started packing and I got dressed and I brushed my teeth. I also went outside and then I knocked on the door to come back in since I didn't have a key.
Hey my whole family is like this I told him. Everytime we sleep in a hotel room, we all wake each other up with lights and noise by getting ready to leave and we all get up early. Our parents always told us kids we can sleep in the car. Then my ex said we probably had to get up early so what they did was different and us, we didn't need to get up early. I wish I would have known that.


And other time in hotel rooms and at home. I get really annoyed when my parents tell me to go to bed because they want to sleep. That's why I'd rather prefer being by myself. No one to bug me and no one to ruin my night. No lying in bed being bored waiting to get tired and fall asleep.


But I never really had problem with cabin mates when I went to outdoor school in fifth grade and summer camp that year. That's because we all had the same schedule and routines and bed time.
And hotel rooms when I was on the track team, didn't bother me either. We all had a bed time too by our coaches. I just listened to music in my head phones.


I also liked having my own personal space in my parents house, the basement, but it always bothered me when my brothers and their friends be down there. It was the place for me to be calm and relax and be free from the messes and chaos but with my brothes in my personal space, there was change and chaos, noise. It was even worse at night because my bedroom happened to be in the basement. if I wanted to go to bed, I couldn't because of them being in my personal space. I couldn't go to bed and wake up to a surprise. It was always hard on those days and nights. That was one of the reasons why I wanted a place of my own. I was tired of this and my parents not caring. For god sake's, they had the playroom but their excuse was "Too hot up there" "Too many bugs." It was torture. I was like a Linda from Snow Cake.
Then they hung out down there a lot more often after I moved out. I didn't care because it didn't matter. I was living on my own.

I would LOVE to have my own personal space - I dream of having an office at home where I can keep my computer, my drawing & light tables as well as a couch to kick back on when I just want to sit and think. Of course, as much as I want this, I wouldn't think of killing someone for it. Until this dream comes true, I'll deal with the 'space invaders.' I always do.