My sister will never grow up.
My sister is in her late 20s and lives at home with my parents. She has a job, but pays no rent or utilities to my parents. Most of her money either goes into her savings account, or gets spent on her buying stuff for herself. She doesn't have to worry much about food, since my mom usually cooks for whoever is in the house. She doesn't have to worry much about entertainment, because her and my mom are like best friends who go on all-day shopping excursions, except my mom picks up the tab. On gas and food always, and even occasionally on the purchases. She drives a new expensive car my dad bought for her. But at least she pays the insurance on it now, thanks to me prodding her to get off mom and dad's plan a couple years ago. She did live on her own during college, in an apartment my parents paid the rent on, and to her, that was the pinnacle of her independence, and the proof that she is capable of taking care of herself. She refers to the cement pad closest to the front door as her parking spot. She gets mad when my wife and I and our son are visiting my parents "too late" (8pm) because it interferes with her ability to wind down after work.
I feel bad judging her, because I know her life has its own challenges. She's never had a boyfriend. I have a wife and a kid and a house and a life. She has my parents and her "fur babies." But I just keep asking myself, when is she going to grow the f*** up and get a place of her own? When I was 8 years younger than she is now, I got my first place 100% with my own money, and I didn't have a wife at the time. She keeps talking about "when she finds a husband" and "when she has kids someday." But I don't see it happening when my parents still have to tell her to clean her room and give her chores to get her to take responsibility. She is never going to learn to be an adult this way, and my parents aren't helping a damn thing by enabling her.
I shouldn't care, because I have my own life and my own finances, so what's it to me if my parents want to spend their golden years coddling her? But logic is useless, it really gets under my skin. I did what kids are supposed to do. I grew up, and stood on my own two feet, and she didn't. She lives every day being taken care of, I pay my own way.
I don't really know what I'm confessing. I'm jealous? Maybe. But also, I'm not. I wouldn't really want to be in her shoes. I wouldn't feel right. Do I want her to get her comeuppance? Yeah, a little. But I want her to get it right now while she's young and still has time to learn from it. If karma catches up with her 20 years from now when it's too late, it will just be sad.
I just wish she would grow up already.