I think it's only for 10-15 years of your life that you want your own time, away from your parents, grandparents or anyone older and caring in your home; When you imagine your life away from them; alone, brooding about the issues that life has presented you with. Unprepared and unable to share, mostly by choice you wish to remain in your own space. Sometimes these spaces are also spaces of happiness; of teenage; of love; of things you're either shamed of or too shy of. Over the years these things become meaningless and you long for the warmth, the care all the people brought to your life. You want to have it again and feel it again. Sometimes you miss it and feel guilty of avoiding it for years when you had it. Ofcourse, nothing can be done now.
You can feel guilty, sad or feel jealous of others who have it. Be angry at those who don't value it; forgetting that you were there once.
But it's a very short duration of not wanting it because when you do it's mostly either not available and available in a very different form which you cannot relate it.
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