Maybe it's Me....

I don't know what it is.. but trying to become an "adult" is the most frustrating experience I am having! Everywhere I turn, every move I try to make, I am thwarted in my attempts by all parties.. my parents, brother, and even friends. A great example is the apartment stuff... Everyone has to have their own input into the apartment.. my roommate's parents think my curtain/drape idea is too much, we don't need to have it... my mom wants to have a say in every single aspect and decision I make... and worse of all, my roommate's parents said it quite well, "this is not your home"... well if it's not my home then what the hell is it??? A temporary home, sure... after all, medical school isn't for the rest of my life.. but believe me, I have moved out of my parents house and I have no intention of coming back... and yet they just don't seem to get it.. so fucking annoying. I really really wish now that I would have either been accepted into a medical school in another state, or else an MPH program, where I would be in Tulane now.. I Just want to scream and tell them to get out of my hair.. get out of my way.. this is MY apartment, MY home.. and I will do with it what I please.. in fact! I will spend MY money to make it look the way I want it to look... I mean, the trip to Jo-Ann Fabrics with my mom and roommate was priceless.. they are standing around looking at me like I am crazy all the while asking me what exactly I plan to do with the fabric.. please! I am old enough to want a place that doesn't look like a random assortment of crap put together. But maybe it's me. Maybe I don't communicate my wishes very well.. I can't deny, I am not the most patient person dealing with my parents. It's got to be me, because I don't know how many different way I can tell them to leave my decisions alone.. they just don't get it!