Just a note: it's hardly bad all the time. IF anything it's back into a familiar cycle of emotional ups and downs, only now in the span of days instead of weeks. Jut today my mom went from rambling a litany of pointless insults to thanking and hugging me for helping her while she's been sick lately.

I have a lot of respect for what Molinit in particular is saying, and I know you're right (though I think your present situation might be biasing you towards some real worst-case-scenario thinking). But...considering every attempt to live on my own (whether totally self-supporting or in college) has failed miserably and ended up with me being nagged into coming home, I really have my doubts. The idea that I can't function on my own is terrifying; and even disregarding that, I worry about not having the means to survive on my own. Living home is certainly cheaper until I can save up, and if I were to run out of money my means of living would be far more negotiable.

No, I'm not oppressed or abused. Just frustrated, a loser, and admittedly, part of the problem. Neither of un here treat each other with consistent respect..