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When my mom died, I practically moved in with my boyfriend (now husband). He lived in a 4 bedroom/4 bathroom condo with three other boys. I still had "my apartment," but I moved a lot of my stuff there and stayed with him (if I was alone I was crying all the time). It actually worked out well. I always had my apartment to go to if I needed to, but we really had not problem sharing a room and having roommates. It's not like you walk around naked or cuddle up on the couch with others around.
Now, that being said, Chris moved to Maryland for the last year and a half of our dating relationship. He moved in with one roommate. It was VERY difficult to visit him and stay with the roommate and him. Much harder than it was in college with 3 roommates.
If you know your relationship has clear future, you should take the next mature step and either get engaged/married or find a place by yourselves.
I never did officially live with Chris until we were married, but we pretty much know I lived with him in the last part of college and through his grad school.
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There are friends who pass like ships in the night, who meet for a moment, then sail out of sight, with never a backward glance of regret...Friends we meet briefly then quickly forget.
Then there are friends who sail together, through quiet waters and stormy weather. Helping each other through joy and through strife. And those are the kind who give meaning to life.
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