I came home to my parents house, where I was living after college, three sheets to the wind after a party where I took a shower with a boy I had just met and lost my underwear and cellphone. I proceeded to have a drunken conversation with my parents’ tenant, and passed out in my party dress on the couch where they were trying to watch a movie. When I woke up I found a pillow laying between my legs over my exposed crotch. My mom said she had tried to wake me, but when she couldn’t she just tried to cover me.
That’s how I knew it was time to move out.