I personally think my parents are cool. They pay for food and the movies and stuff. But, when I wanted to talk to my age group, I did not what my parents seeing me... They would say ALL kinna things that piss me off, to "why you talking to the snaggle tooth boy" (who is really a man and I had to talk to him to leave me alone); to "if you gonna go out, wear this business suit to the beach!" (Yes, it's an exaggeration).
But really, I cut my cord to my parents when I left home for college West Coast to the South... I found myself having to move back to the West Coast. However, as soon as I found a "relatively stable job", I moved out. No one telling me a 23+ year old that I had a curfew at 11 PM... NOT!!!
Then, I left SoCal and moved to Texas. My folks helped me move into a nice apartment. But, I was responsible for ALL the payments... Anyhow, when I fainted at work and had to be hospitalized, my boss who is a physician, called my mother and told her what happened. So, I am grateful of that.
Now, that I am married, my mom freaks and my dad is goofy. But they are old and I have to speak to them. They are preoccupied with my little nephew right now and that makes them happy. But, I refuse to request monetary assistance from them or constantly consult them in any of my major decisions. Why? Because, when we got married, my husband and I CLEAVED unto each other and became ONE... And we promised to let no one put us asunder... And yes, it goes both ways.
Honestly, my folks may have given me lots of freedom and independence when I was too young to know up from down. That's the beauty of growing up, it is fraught with mistakes that you are suppose to learn from. When you are an adult, you still make mistakes, but your buffer is reduced. And while some parents cannot let go, many do and remain proud that their kids are living the life they choose...