Has uni made home-life unbearable for you? I hate being treated like a child

Has uni made home-life unbearable for you?

i disowned mine, have to work hard but Independence is worth it.

I didn't bother going home for the summer, most I can deal with at home is a couple of days. I love my family but they drive me crackers if I stay around them for too long, and my home just doesn't feel like "home" anymore.

I'm a 2013 Uni applicant so my input to this thread isn't entirely relevant, but I feel I can relate to this.
For quite some time now I have been sick of the house I live in and my parents, and like Dee Leigh says, I have a strong desire to become independent and sort of 'rebuild' myself come university.

Here comes quite a bit of a rant; the reasons why I have had enough:
- I hate being nagged at by my stepmother each and every day; it seems as if I must be the politest person in the world to avoid criticism (this may even be the case for some people with their real mums!)
- No matter how correct a choice of mine may be when surrounding something, my parents still like to follow a philosophy of that their decisions are superior to mine.
- Speaking of my stepmother, I am extremely deterred from inviting anyone around my house as she often can be quite bitchy, and I can imagine her nagging at petty things during my friend's stay. It wouldn't surprise me if some people have a parent/guardian who has a similar effect.
-Continuing the rather personal trend, I have found myself to of been a victim of favouritism. Probably because he's older than me, all of my life my dad has favoured my older brother. My brother didn't try hard at A levels, and got into a less-than-impressive course. Still, my dad likes to talk about him a lot, if there's been any updates related to my brother my dad seems to revel in them (i.e. he has done some measly thing like compiling a mediocre report for his journalism degree, to which my dad bragged to some guests one evening).
Adding to this point that my dad doesn't seem to take an interest in my higher academic aspirations; I feel as if he won't acknowledge any success of mine until I actually get into a relatively high-flying course.... it's like I'm in a dark corner constructing a circuit for a big light, which will turn on with a specific brightness (dependant on results) come results day next year. This unacknowledged academic journey of mine is a strong reason why I crave to be at university. I want see the light shining brightly, instead of faffing around with the theoretical wiring.

All my dad unfortunately seems to be doing is trying to f**king convince me that a few of my top uni choices are too high for me! This infuriates me, how can a parent put a limit on someone's aspirations? I don't have much of a social life, and so have made 'getting into a top uni' as practically my only goal for quite some time.

In essence, I feel my views and choices are founded with as much or arguably more maturity than my parent’s choices. I believe they are often more appropriate, yet more than often they are denounced or automatically overruled by my parents. I hate being in a position where I am more correct in a certain matter or standing than someone in my house, yet I just sit there and reluctantly agree with them to avoid confrontation. All of this crap boils down to me spending 95% of my time in my bedroom where my computer is housed. I prefer to avoid my parents and their irritating habits as much as possible, and I bet others on here do the same.

She's still your mother. No matter what, you can never pay her back for what she's done for you. No child can. Mothers are special.

Kind of - it's just different, constantly being told to tidy up and being told how much I'll change, that I'll stop liking electro music and start liking wine and the countryside and wanting kids one day. Which is kind of an insult to me, because the things I love and hate aren't fads but I've been like that since forever. At uni it's so easy, no one really questions you and you can just do whatever you want and be yourself and that's cool. At home I just feel my parents are on a different wavelength, obviously as there's a ~25 year age gap. I love them and to give them credit they're pretty liberal and easy to get on with, but I can't wait to get back to uni and be independent/live with people my age. And I do see uni as my home now & have done since about November!