<prompt> Human: Alright guys, buckle in, this is going to be long and complicated.I originally posted in relationships but it was removed because it was not the correct place for this.Some backstory might be helpful here, Im not sure whats useful here and whats not, so please bear with me. I apologize for all the info Im about to throw at you, and any spelling or fluency errors. Please let me know if something doesnt make sense. Im still reeling and am feeling a little jumbled.My mom and dad both 42 have not always had the greatest relationship, they were never married, and my mom often tells me that one of the worst decisions she ever made was telling him she was pregnant with me. He was a heroin addict for a long time, and was imprisoned from the time I was six until I was about ten. When he returned he was basically a stranger to me, and i wanted nothing to do with him. Recently we have been building a better relationship and he has a great job, Im genuinely proud of him.Approximately two years ago we all moved in together into a lovely house. Things were going farely well, but I think the close quarters, or whatever it may be, made things grow steadily worse. My dad is an abusive man. Never ever has he been physical or anything like that, but its much more emotionalpsychologicalmental abuse. My mom finally got fed up and told him in no uncertain terms that if he did not improve or go to therapy or both that we would both be gone. This was around christmas. i have come to hate most holidays, especially christmas because of how horrible he makes things. Well he was doing much better. Really. And then...ya it got bad real fast.to summarize this event shortly: at a family party, moms best male friend35m had just lost his dad and his good friend, she was comforting him, my dad is drunk at this point and he despises this friend, is convinced they are cheating together, he pulls me my mom outside and starts SCREAMING in her face about how she was disrespecting him in front of anyone, how friend only wants to fuck her, blah blah. my uncle went out there and my dad immediately acted like everything was fine and my uncle was obviously not buying that shit and stayed out there until my dad went inside.At this point my mom was done. We started packing up, and were completely gone in 2 days. Everything in that house was ours. There is nothing there save for a few eating utensils and such and whatever my dad owned himself.OK ok, now the real problem. Let me preface this by saying I am not winning any medals in the best kid department. I am horrible at cleaning after myself, I am making an effort but it is not up to my moms standards who i really believe has very slight OCD. I stuck through this whole thing with her and helped her through a rather difficult time. Im proud of her for finally standing up for herself after so many years of me, and others, telling her that hey guess what youre in an abusive relationship.Anyway, we moved into a lovely apartment, and are just getting it to look like our home. Last night my mom and I got into a huge fight where she called me a narcissictic selfish bitch, and how I make her sad and depressed and how she had been contemplating killing herself this week, so I needed to leave. But she also said she had been planning on changing the locks this wednesday so I couldnt come back. She kicked me out.The only place I can go is my dads. Important sidenote: I am raising a guide dog puppy, and so there are specific regulations on where i can live because of the safety of the pup. So the apartment and my dads.I can go to my dads easily, Ive talked to him, its fine. But I really cannot live there long term. It is toxic.I also am starting college in january. So heres where it gets tricky, I am a type 1 diabetic and have been very uncontrolled meaning i could not get my license. I am doing much better now and can get my permit back to be able to get my license later.But I have no jobworking on it, i think ive found one. and my supplies are about 1050 for a 3 month supply. I have hit my deductible for this year so thats taken care of, but this year is also quickly coming to a close.I need to pay for these supplies, a computer, a car eventually, driving school, textbooks, whatever, etc.I have no idea how to do any of this. I feel like Im drowning. My dad isnt going to be the best teacher for any of this as he doesnt really know how to do it either. Im honestly really worried about just getting to my doctors appointments and the vet because i dont think hell take me, especially if he disagrees. For example Im going to get the nexplanon implant in a few months and I very much doubt he will take me because he doesnt understand why an 18 year old girl should be on birth control, especially one so weird and unconventional. Why cant I take the pill? Why do I need it at all? On and on.How the fuck do I do any of this? Noone prepared me to be a functioning adult, because noone I know really is. My mom would be the best bet, but she isnt going to help me. Were not really talking and I dont think well be able to for a long time. There is also no internetcomputer at my dads so applying for jobs and working out school and such is going to be interesting.I know this might not be so bad compared to a lot of these other things but I have no idea what to do. This is my world and it seems like its crumbling fast.TL;DR; mom and I left abusive dad, she then kicked me out of our apartment, i have no license, no job, no car, no reliable resources, and have many many things to pay for like life saving medication. Had to move back to my dads. I feel like Im drowning and I really need some actual help.  <response>: If you want to move back in with your mom, you can call the police about the illegal eviction. 