It’s true, Gen Xers.
It’s yet another display of money thrown at you by an emotionally absent parent trying to make you feel loved.
We’ve all seen the Tide commercial with the two 50-somethings living in a multigeneration home, ironically. What’s ironic is that most of us Gen Xers lived a lonely life growing up in the 80’s. TV and radio were the significant others in between going to school, eating, and gaming. Notice I didn’t put sleep in there? Don’t even try to say you didn’t sleep with the TV or radio on… I digress. For many Gen Xers, the formative and teen years weren’t packed with family hanging around the house. The adults had somewhere to be. Working class Boomers worked because they needed money for when they weren’t at work–and to buy us things, so we didn’t notice they weren’t there when not working. Most of us practically raised ourselves.
Now that Gen Xers are a decade shy of what’s considered retirement, there’s enough of them now with parents living in their home, along with their own adult children, that they’re being marketed to by companies like Tide.
Gen Xers allowing their kids to return home (or letting them stay home but with a job) must stem from raising ourselves. Older Millenials staying home allows Gen Xers to keep the family they didn’t have growing up and to make it last as long as it can. What I couldn’t get my head around are those Gen Xers that bring their parents into their active state of arrest. My polluted perspective tells me that Gen Xers making room in their home for a Boomer parent facilitates some desire to engage in daily rounds of ‘let me show you what you did wrong as a parent.’
Thinking about it further I realized that these Gen Xers are reviving the money-is-a-hug bullshit that defines most Gen Xers relationships with their Boomer parents. Gen Xers take in Boomer parents because many Boomers don’t have enough money to maintain a retirement home, but they got enough cash in their fixed income to allow Gen Xers with kids at home, to make ends meet. You didn’t give me a proper family growing up so you can fund the extension of the family I’ve created and wish to maintain. What a nightmare scenario.
A bowl of hot steaming resentment soup with crunchy obligation crackers on the side.
**Mea culpa; my absence of goodwill in the face of past abuse negates me from seeing any positives in a multigenerational family, living under one roof.