Ok. I have Gen z kids and their friends. Me to one 2020 grad: how do you eat? Him (living with parents): well, the pantry is always full.
That’s it in a nutshell.
Back in the 60s my younger brother, got out of the Navy, got married and divorced and went back home.
After several years of moving out and back in my Mother warned him that she had enough and he couldn't come back to stay there as a 'landing site' between his flings.
He didn't believe her until he return one time to find that she had dragged all of his stuff, clothes, bed, room furnishings etal, out into the back yard, poured gas on them and fired them up.
He finally got his own place, and stayed on his own.
“Ok. I have Gen z kids and their friends. Me to one 2020 grad: how do you eat? Him (living with parents): well, the pantry is always full.”
I was discharged from the Navy in 70 and wasn’t back a week when my Mother said ‘when are you getting a job?’.