I know the feelings all too well.
When I felt stuck, I walked to our library, which took over an hour or more. I didn't care. When there, I felt such a peace. No yelling. No screaming. No drunk dad or overmedicated mom. I did this every day until I found some confidence to get a fast food chain job. I asked around, if anyone was looking for a roommate. In time. I got the ***** outta there. It wasn't easy. I worked hard. Got a better job & was able to get my own place. It was an efficiency apartment, & it was all mine. I went to an animal shelter & got myself a kitten for companionship. I learned to socialize & make a couple friends. It wasn't always easy. I had to wear many masks to pretend I was human & liked humans. From time to time, I was surprised to find out I was a human with feelings & actually liked humans. Whenever I could, here & there, I did attend free group therapy.
I babbled.
That's just me.
*big warm friendship hug*