Going only by your profile picture I'm quite likely a tad bit older than you and I gotta say that I get it. When my kids first moved out of the house it was lonely. I have this 6900 sq. ft house and there wasn't a sound to be heard. I began to miss their debates, their laughter, the volume of their music and so on. I became depressed and all this crap entered my head. On August 16th (this year) I turned 51 and my daughter came to visit me with my first born grand baby - born this past March in fact. It didn't take longer than an hour before I had my fill. I love my grand baby but the farting, fussiness, crying and all that wore on my real quick. I don't know what it's like to have that amplified by having my parents or in-laws living with me - but I can say that I would not have put myself in that position to begin with. It's OK to have me time - our role as teacher never ends but we can take a break .

I live alone. I have a large house and sometimes have roommates but currently I am living alone. It is very nice to have "my own" space, but I do like the companionship that a roommate or partner gives by being there to talk about things and break up the monotony.

I'm jealous, I live alone. I do like some alone time, however it gets lonely after a while.

I agree with BlueWave - You need to schedule some alone time to keep your sanity. I had my son, his wife and daughter living with us for 18 months. I had no privacy in the house until I designated one room as my "man cave." No one in under the threat of death. It helped some, but I needed to get out and go for long walks to clear my head.

Growing up with an army of sibilings, my mom was always at the brink of loosing her mind. Poor woman, after she dedicated her best years and energy on my brothers and sisters, I was the last passenger on that crazy train. It was always fun for us, not so much for her. Lots and lots of memories. She is long gone now..... It was great while it lasted

Right now because of health and financial setbacks I'm living with my parents. It's hard because they're getting on in life, and also because I really want to be on my own but I can't right now. Hopefully when my health and finances improve; meanwhile, I just try to live my life as best as I can.

I was before moving. 8 people including my terminally ill ex- husband of 20 years, my 23 year old daughter and her 27 yr old bf of 6 years, her bf's mother, BF, brother and GF. 21-67 years old. I was able to live my own life and fell in love with Dan and we are living by ourselves in a small village outside Albany,NY.

During the recession, my son invited me to stay with his family while I regained my financial footing. I was there for a year then moved in with my other son for another year before I got my own place again. I know they wanted to help me but it was difficult for them having an extra person in the house, even though I contributed financially, did housework, babysat and was careful not to interfere with their households. . I think it is especially difficult for women to live together. I am grateful for their generosity, but things are much better with me on my own.

Just me, my daughter and my little boy. I love having them around, but daughter want her own place soon...

I think it's pretty cool, but I get the alone time! I chill outside when I want to escape my teenagers. I tell them not to bug me unless the apartment is on fire.

While it may be stifling at times, I kind of envy this. I live so far from all of my family.

Four generations in one house. That's neat.