So at 18, I moved out of my parents house and found an apartment on my own. I lived for a while with a close friend and my brother. Eventually, my boyfriend and I were ready to move in. I was ready, he was ready, so at almost 19yrs old, we moved in together. Things blended well. They always say you don’t really know someone until you live with them, but for us, it just fit. Very much like our entire relationship had been, just a good fit.