I lived alone for 6 years in a nice studio apartment, from 2009-2016. All the tenants were either senior citizens or other disabled people, but since all of us disabled people were older too, no one really knew who was disabled and who wasn’t. But it was living independently.
So that meant keeping my apartment spotless by vacuuming, keeping the kitchen clean and doing the dishes every day, keeping my small bathroom spotless by regulary cleaning the toilet, shower and sink and keeping all my belongings in their right place. It also meant shopping and cooking for myself, making and keeping all my own appointments. It meant managing my money by making a written budget and paying all my bills. It meant getting myself up and going to work each day.
Now, I am living semi-independently in a boarding house. They have a cook who comes in and cooks everybody three meals a day. So that eliminated shopping and cooking for myself. I live in a small room that I have to share with another guy, all I’m required to do is empty a wastebasket a couple of times a week, and occasionally sweep and mop the floor which takes about 5 minutes. So a lot of responsibility is taken from me which is good.
I still work and drive my car and manage all my own money and make and keep appointments but life is a little less stressful now than when I was living on my own and it’s little easier to stay on top of things.