My own place is definitely "home" to me, but I feel totally at home at my mom's as well. Especially since there I can lie around on the couch all day and eat loads of food I didn't have to cook

I hate to say it but I couldn't wait to get out of my parent's house. I'd been sharing a bedroom with my sister since I was 13. We didn't stop sharing rooms until she moved out of the country at 26.

My home with my husband is my only home. It's often messy but it's home. (:

I still call my parents house home, but I call my apartment home as well. So I guess they are both my homes for now.

I'm exactly like lilkimbo.

My SO kind of gets annoyed by me still calling my parents' house home (b/c we live together now), but I grew up there! lol I guess it's kind of different b/c my SO has divorced parents and both parents have had a few different houses while he was growing up. And they are both now in houses where he never lived as a kid ... so they are not "home" to him.

My parents are actually thinking of selling their house (they probably would have already if the market wasn't so horrible) and moving in to a house that is a little bit smaller with a lot smaller yard. It kind of upsets me. I'm 25 now and I know I'm an adult, but I have so many memories in that house!

I kind of miss calling my parents house "home" and I really still do think of it as one of my homes. I'll always be welcome there, and my room hasn't been converted into an office or anything, so anytime I visit that's where I sleep.

I guess the hardest thing for me is letting go. I moved 300 miles away from my parents, and I miss them so much.

Considering I have lived in two apartments in the past two years since graduating college (and am moving into a new place in two months!), I still consider "home" to be my childhood home. Once I make up my mind on where to settle down, I hope to consider that place home for good!

Ever since my parents divorced/split [14 years ago] I've never really felt at home anywhere, except at one cozy apartment I redid myself. The more and more I rearrange things the more things don't seem right.

My mom's house probably feels the best, but I didn't grow up there.

Yes, my parent's house will always be home.

YES! 100% yes!

Yes it does feel like home, because i still live there. I'm only 19 though and I don't have enough money to get my own place here in the Bay Area.

I consider my apartment home, where I've created my own little family out of friends. I call my parents' house "Texas-home" to distinguish between the two; it's home, but it's not my main home anymore.

I do! I consider that home and Hawaii my TRUE home. I would love to live there but I know I can't. My "home" up here is pretty sweet though so I can't complain..

No. It was for a while but then they sold the house. It was hard but now that I look back it is more healthy for us not to consider our parents house our home.

In fact, I dont even refer to my childhood home as 'my house' I call it my parents old house.

Moving forward in life is healthy!

My parents don't really live (on a day-to-day basis, at least) in my childhood home but whenever I went to visit them at that house I always felt 100% instantly comfortable and I still felt like I was home! I think it's a nice feeling. It's kind of retreating to a difference place other than your own and STILL feeling like you're at home. They moved to another house now and although it's still comfortable, I don't feel like it's MY house at all...probably 'cause it isn't

Once I graduated from college and left the state, my parents moved, and moved and moved, so no, the house they live in now is not my home.

My home is the house that I share with my husband and its the only place that feels like home to me now.

well our home, my husband and i, is home sweet home.
but my mom's home is home too!

I definitely still call my parent's home "my house". I distinguish between their house, and the house myself and my husband live in by calling the house I share with him "our house", so there's "our house" and "my house". My room at my parents house is still the same from when they redid it for my sweet 16. My dad made a beautiful cherry wood canopy princess bed that has beautiful white curtains around it, I can't imagine going home and not getting to sleep there (although, my husband probably feels a little awkward with all the stuffed ponies, lol). There's even still very old shampoos and hairspray in the bathroom in my bedroom! Ah, nostalgia.

I still call my parent's house "home." I think I will until I get married and really put roots down somewhere else. I call my apt. home, but it's not the same. I lived in the same house my whole life until I left for college at 18. My extended family all lives on the same (large!) piece of property, so it truly is "home" for me.

my parents still live in the house i grew up in, but it's not my home anymore. my home is my super cute apartment, but it feels even more like home because my brother lives with me now. a little bit of my parents home in my own home.

No, I hate the city my family moved to when I was in high school & couldn't wait to get away. When I visit my family, I don't go home, I "go to the city where my parents live."

I refer to my apartment and my parents' house as home... it gets kinda confusing... I really think of their place as home though

my parents house is still "home", probably moreso than my current house, which i refer to as home also...i just feel more comfortable at my parents house, and i'm only 20 so i tend to go back there every fortnight or so...and i love it!

I feel my parents' house is my home because obviously, as a college student, I have to go someplace other than my dorm room. However, I don't feel quite as home as when I'm in New York City. I grew up moving around three different apartments within the same neighborhood till my parents bought a house in New Jersey. I never really felt any attachment to the apartments I lived in. Despite that, even if I didn't finish my high school years and go to college in the city, I still call my childhood neighborhood my home.

I moved into University residence 3 days after turning 19... at that point my parent's houses ceased to be home. Several years later when I moved into my own apartment, no roommates, I finally felt at home again.

Not to say I don't feel comfortable visiting my parents... I'm definitely not treated as a guest haha

Nope. I have moved 19 times in the last 8 years though so it's been hard to find somewhere to truly call home.

I would say that the apartment I now share with my boyfriend would be considered "home" though.

I'm 24 and still live at home. I pay all my own bills except for rent and am able to save for a down payment on a house. My parents are also like my best friends so I have NO complaints...so far!

My parents moved to a new house when I was 15, so I only lived there for a few short years. Thus, I don't really consider it home; it's just the house my parents live in. But I still dream about the house I grew up in and spent the first 15 years of my life.

My husband's and my apartment is "home," while my parents' house is "home home." Luckily I also feel very comfortable at my parents-in-law's house.

Yes,living at parent's home is really good thing. I feel comfortable at my parents's house. It is a compelete house.
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My parents had a few great houses in my life. It's nice for them. I always felt comfortable there, but it was never really my house, or my home. Maybe it felt that way once when I was 15. Later in college it was nice to visit but I couldn't wait to get back to my place, my own personal space no matter how small. A few times I hesitated to bring a friend to these homes since they might be impressed by them, not understanding that it wasn't really my home or my money. Even now with everything they have I still can't wait to be in my own home with my family.