People Describe What It's Like To Have Their Broke Boomer Parents Move In With Them (30 Stories)

I’ll be in the minority here, and that’s ok. My parents moved in with me recently. Immigrant parents that have busted a** since first coming here, but always struggled to stay above water. Now they’re old and still having to work, but physically unable to do so. My place isn’t huge and I have a family of my own. I’m happy to house them and help care for them, even though it has a cost. I get why this subreddit exists. It’s a fun one too. But one problem with talking about “boomers” is that we often speak as if they’re generation is a monolith. It’s not, no more than hours. It’s dehumanizes and k***s individual stories. Just one opinion of a random dude on Reddit, ofc. Cheers y’all.

I had my mom move in, after she sold her house post covid and was still in debt after selling with equity due to poor choices I had 3 rules. Always remember its my house, I wont charge rent but you need to show me you are savings rents worth a month in an account, never make me feel uncomfortable in my own home. It lasted 3 months before she moved out on her own. Apparently me letting her live rent free at my house and having to be respectful of someone else rules (adapting to the lifestyle of the house as it was is a better way of describing it) was too much to bear. Left acting like a victim. I had a very real conversation with her, stating that I will not be sacrificing my childrens future wealth to help her out. Her whole life she voted for all the nasty s**t republicans did to our social safety nets because God and abortion. I will buy her a tent, and a very nice one, but she will never move in with us again

"No." Is a complete sentence. My Texan inlaws did not plan for their retirement, and always told my husband they would live with him since he's the oldest son. They refused to help us, even by babysitting their grandkids while their son was in the hospital with a burst appendix.

When they complain they can't afford retirement and need a cheaper place to live I respond, "that's too bad, but we have no room for you here"

Suddenly they've never heard of my house my rules

I bought a house with an in-law apartment because my mom couldn’t afford rent after divorcing my dad who raked her over the coals in court for 3 years.

She finally now understands why I was struggling, and the she can now empathize with younger generations because she struggled to pay her rent while working for the state.

She’s always been one of the good ones, but damn if it wasn’t infuriating seeing her give herself the grace I deserved when I was struggling.

Literally got into an argument because I asked my mom to take her shoes off in my house. You'd have thought I slapped her in the face. She even tried to argue that her shoes weren't dirty. The shoes that she wore around outside on the filthy sidewalks etc. My son was crawling and eating stuff off the floor at the time too. She takes them off now but always has to make a point by commenting on it. Like "I brought warm socks so my feet don't get cold when I take my shoes off." The level of entitlement and self righteousness is truly astounding

My mother, who I had not spoken with in several years at the time, had the audacity to message me on Facebook that she was moving in with me in my 1 bedroom, that she would be getting the bedroom, and that I would be sleeping on the couch. I told her that that would not be happening, that she needed to make other arrangements, that the apartment complex would be notified not to provide a key to or let anyone into my unit, and that if she showed up the cops would be called. She showed up with movers and had an absolute f*****g meltdown in the parking lot about me not letting her into "her" apartment. She even stupidly called the police to try and say I was the one trespassing, so I called the front office (they liked me since I helped with their computer issues), they came out to vouch for me, and both the office manager and I produced a lease that showed I was the signer. She stood in the parking lot yelling, screaming, and having a pity party like a crazy woman. I haven't talked to her since then, but I'm aware of her talking absolute s**t about my sister and myself to anyone that will listen. It's especially amusing when once a year she'll try to reach out to me on my birthday with a whiny message about how long she was in labor with me and a mother's love is so important.

And then when they move in they have the audacity to try and establish "rules" with you

My daughter offered but I don’t want to wreck a great relationship . I go over once a week and I do laundry , we take turns with lunch and talk. I was feeling down one afternoon and I laid my head on her lap which made us laugh cause a favorite pict is her little self cuddling with me under a blanket with the two cats on top , one dog at the other end of the couch and a dog I front of the couch. Very cozy memories. Her in laws are very supportive and loving also. My SIL told me his parents are really non judgemental, always ready to help with money or advice. I am so sorry for those kids that had crappy non caring or maybe a**icted parents or mentally warped by Fox brains. We all need an deserve love. We talk about how people her age childhoods were, we saw what hurt was done by poor or absent parenting. I don’t mean poor money wise, I mean poor in love.

My parents kicked me out of the house at 16 because they were getting divorced/remarried and I was inconvenient, and BOTH moved out of the continent (I was decidedly not invited). If they ever ask to live with me I will laugh in their narcissistic faces.

My grandmother and my uncles kicked my disabled dad out of the family company he helped build, and wouldn’t even give him a JOB without ownership shares despite just having two disabled kids. Why? Grandma wanted people around her to depend on her through economic leverage, so she kept us poor, pretending to be generous helping with rent. I biked in the rain and snow to get through school. They have multiple houses. So dad dies of cancer and they naturally don’t help. And the family has the balls to demand I move in with grandma because she’s lonely. I agree to stay but keep my unit with sec 8 and she freaks out demanding I move out. She demands my disability check and I refuse. Destroys my relationship with my godfather lying that I was telling her I was plotting to steal her f*****g car . So finally I’ve had enough and move back out and get a job. So I’m normal boomer fashion they start freaking out “ AFTER EVERYTHING SHES DONE FOR YOU!!!!!” They think this is normal. My mind is blown. She still lies that she was never told why I left.

That's when they'll just claim "respect your elders" supercedes "my house my rules"

My mother literally tried to tell me to stop being friends with someone bc she thought they were a bad influence. I’m 30 I think I’m past the age of trying to live it up and trying d**gs. She was p****d that I didn’t respect her.

My dad is gen x, but his dad is boomer who lives with him. Grandpa took care of everyone and everything and that's why my dad takes care of him. And I would take my dad in a heartbeat. My mother though? Absolutely no way in hell. She can die on the street idgaf.

I invited my boomer parents to live at my house for a few years so they could sell their house and save up for a while to buy something that they really wanted (as they circled the deathbed of my grandmother for the inheritance money).

It was a mixed blessing. Some good came of it. A lot of bad. I’m not as close to them as I used to be, but it helped me out quite a bit at the time and they were here during 2020 so it was nice to know they were “safe” even though they weren’t being safe… because boomers.

That said, unlike a lot of other people, my boomers were there for me when I needed them. I had to move home a few times in my 20s and once in my 30s and they always welcomed me back with grace. So helping them and living through a few years of frustration hearing their boomer rhetoric come up through the floor was the least I could do. And the most I was willing to do.

I actually purchased my home specifically so my father could move in with me. In law suite on the first floor. Why? Why? Why? My father has gone full boomer. There is no way in hell that man can move in with me. I would rather sale my house than him move in.

I'll let my abusive parents end up in a shelter before I would even answer their calls, let alone invite them into my home. You reap what you sow.

Don't get me started. My parents live with me I take care of them and they still treat me like s**t. They're alive because of me. I revolve my life and calendar outside of work around their medical needs. My stress is so high and it's not going down. They're so mean and entitled. My mom never cared for me at all but she'd be dead and homeless still if it wasn't for me. My dad wakes up every day and starts throwing s**t in my kitchen if it's not spotless bc he doesn't like a messy kitchen but I don't like pots banging and him cursing loudly at forks bc of dishes like can I please have coffee without every day starting like this? My parents never knew how to be parents and they still don't. I take care of all the hard s**t for them. It's so stressful and I've got no help and support. I'm married but my husband has his own things going on. I live life for other people not myself. My parents weren't anything like I am as a parents they're still verbally abusive and don't care. My dad makes me cry still and he doesn't care just ignores me. Idk it's so hard I don't want my parents to die but they make keeping them alive an unnecessarily stressful hard thing to do

I moved my dad into a detached apartment on my property. It was an unmitigated disaster. He spent 4 years treating me like absolute dirt. Insane demands - like he refused to buy some ice trays and expected me to deliver him ice, daily, from my ice maker to him. If I didn't, he threw a fit about it.

Or...volunteered me to give him daily injections into a heart catheter instead of having a home health aid come by and do it (WHICH WOULD HAVE BEEN FREE). I'm not a f**king nurse nor do I know anything about it.

Demanded to come along on our vacations, despite being in horrible health to the point that I was worried we'd have to take him to the hospital while on vacation. When I refused, he started screaming at me that he was worried something would happen to him while I was gone. ...So you want to come on vacation with me then? Go to the f**king hospital.

Moved a non-functional alcoholic in with him, because he did not understand that he "lived with family". He thought he was renting and I was his landlord. I could get a hell of a lot more than the $200 a month he was giving me if I wanted to rent the apartment out. I let him live here because I was kind and he couldn't afford a place on his own. When I got bad about the drunk living with him, he started telling me that as landlord I had to give him 48 hours notice before I even talked to him. He changed his tune when I started trying to kick the door down. He said he'd call the cops. I said great, its my house, I own the place, and you don't have a lease, you're just my broke father that I'm letting crash here. I should have kicked him out then, but no, I let it go another 2 years almost after that.

I would literally be scrubbing his s**t out of the carpet because he couldn't make it to the bathroom on time, while he told me he wasn't going to babysit my kids because he only "felt like he was doing it out of obligation because of what I did for him."

He was never happy. Nothing was ever good enough. I was a complete piece of s**t who was keeping him in this little apartment and not letting him have any friends or do anything on his own. Despite me constantly begging him to please get out of the house and go make friends because I can not be his only friend for the rest of his life.

I finally snapped one day and just said I can't do it anymore. I found him a senior / disabled state ran apartment nearby for $150 a month. Even after that, he was completely unable to live on his own - he ran up a $300 electric bill in a 1 bedroom apartment by keeping the heat on 80 and running 2 steam humidifiers while he sat around in his underwear and stood with the door wide open while he smoked.

He passed last summer. He needed major surgery and he realized I wasn't going to help him anymore, I'd finally told him I'm done. He had no friends. He had no one and nothing. So he elected to go to hospice instead.

My boomer dad just turned 69. He moved in with me and my 2 children a year ago. I live in a small 2 bedroom apartment. I told him no smoking in the house but I caught him smoking on several occasions in my bathroom and the whole house will stink. I’m working on getting him out. I asked him for some money to help out with bills and groceries and he said “can you just leave me alone until the end of the month” he wasn’t supposed to be here permanently. This was only supposed to be temporary. Now I don’t have a living room and I have a leech for a dad. I will be going to contact when I finally get him out.