I'm 24, I started living independently a little over 2 years ago. I'm happy about it. I kind of got thrown into it when my mom suddenly developed cancer which progressed rapidly and she passed away 9 months after being diagnosed. When I first got my apartment I wasn't ready mentally. I was a mess with hallucinations, paranoia, mood swings etc. I didn't live right for quite awhile. I didn't take care of anything. It took awhile but I'm doing well with it now. I cook, take care of my errands, clean, etc. I go to medical appointments, and all that stuff. I'm in college part time.