school here. The larger system of social programs, the exosystem, is much better here for her (Mossler, 2013). The macrosystem is described as the culture and values of the larger society (Mossler, 2013). In other cultures it is very common for children to live with their parents into their mid or even late twenties. In my culture I was considered an adult when I turned 18. That is why it was acceptable for me to be sent out on my own when I was only 19 years old. I have many friends who would never be sent out on their own at that age because their parents still think of them as children. We are all in our mid-twenties now and I would say about 90% of my friends still live with their parents. The chronosystem meaning any “environmental events and historical circumstances that may influence development” (Mossler, 2013), would be a big part of why I had to move out as well. Because of the recession that happened in 2008, it affected my life greatly just one year later. In 2009, my dad had to cut living costs and money was tight so he figured that caring for me was too expensive. He then decided to get a house with his girlfriend so they can cut down on costs. It ended up working out well for him but not so much for me. Traveling As far back as I can remember, I have always fantasized about traveling. I didn’t care where, as long as it was a new place that I have never been before. In my room I used to have a United States
CONSIDERING THE PRESENT 4 map up on my wall and me and my closest friend at the time had made each other a promise, we would go to at least two new places every year and we would mark it off on my map. Mostly it was just a dream. I never traveled anywhere as I was growing up as a result of my microsystem. My parents never bothered to take me anywhere and my friends didn’t want to go anywhere. I think my friends were going through different stages and had different interest than me growing up. They wanted to go to the mall; I wanted to go on road trips. They wanted to go to the beach after school even though our high school was ½ a mile from beach and they went there every day. It was repetitive and not something new; I wanted to take the train up the coast and see miles of different beaches to end up in san Francisco and try to devour the ice cream challenge (where one person eats literally a sink full of ice cream and toppings and if they finish gets free ice cream for the whole year). As for my parents, I assume they were caught in their own worlds and didn’t think to take me somewhere, anywhere. They were adults and I was a child. I didn’t want to bother them with the “take me there!”, “I want to go there!”, “can we go there!” and if for some miracle they had agreed then them having to deal with the “are we there yet?!” Of course this is my thought process now as an adult.
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