Edit: I completely forgot to mention an important piece of information. I am already enrolled in a local community college. This is my second semester going there. When I talk about housing, I mean, I'm already enrolled here and everything.
(I had to remove all the profanity, so sorry if it sounds weird or I missed some.)
I have no idea what to do or who to listen to anymore. None of this makes any sense and it seems like no matter what I do I'm screwed.
Background Info: Generally in my life, I've been pretty miserable. My mom likes to just yell at me and criticize me over absolutely everything. She doesn't listen, and I've tried talking to her and understanding her and nothing works. If I don't follow her exact ideals, I get screamed at. She does it sneakily, while trying to guilt trip me. My dad has generally ignored me. I listen to him more than my mom because he's had actual life experience. We're originally from Mississippi but moved here to Wyoming when I was 11 or so (I'm 19 now). The years have gone by, and everybody in my family (except like me and my little brother) misses the south and has wanted to go back.
Last year I decided to head to college. Around the end of last year, it hit me that I had the ability to move out. But a shamble of events fell, and they are for sure moving back to MS this summer. I cannot stand that place. I went down there for a "vacation" this summer. I can't stand the people. I can't stand the corrupt government. I can't stand my family. I can't stand being forced to be a girl. I can't stand being forced to be around my relatives who I don't even like. Not to mention if we all moved down there, we would be dirt poor with no internet, small house, limited amount of food, etc, etc.
I've been really socially screwed up and have only started to get better when I fully accepted myself as a guy last year. So finally, this semester, I can hold a job without going insane. My plan was to do therapy (which I'm doing now), begin hormones, move out, and life will be good.
But apparently I'm a stupid moron who doesn't know what to do. My parents don't understand my transsexualism and just ignore it. I have a small amount of money in the bank (like $500), and my jobs pays like $400 a month. I don't have a car. When they leave, I won't have any insurance. I was planning to get a second job (been trying but I haven't even gotten an interview yet), use a bike to get around (the campus is a ways off from town, but it isn't too bad), sell off much of my stuff, going for scholarships, and do that to get by.
My dad got really really really mad about it though. He says I will ruin my life by staying up here, that I won't be able to save any money for a 4 year college. So then it pretty much turned into both of my parents telling me it was a horrible idea and that I should just go with them to MS and go to school there instead (meaning, living at home while going like I am now.)
But that idea just makes me go into a crying fit. I hate that state so much. I would have to put everything on hold. I would have to use girl bathrooms. I would have to grow my hair back out. I would have to put up with EVEN MORE constant negative comments from my mom. I would be stuck in a tiny room with my mentally retarded sister (she masturbates to Sonic and doesn't bother to clean up her period blood), with no access to internet (my only escape), going to a school which I would hate with rude ungrateful people. I'm depressed enough being in my current situation, but going down there only amplifies it. Then when I do finally get some time to myself, I would have to work and then go hang out with my family. If I refuse, I would get an onslaught of crying and being screamed at from ALL of them instead of just my mother.
But, I don't wanna make a retarded mistake, so maybe it is bad to stay up here? But jesus christ. I know part of my problem is having no challenge in my life. But I would hate to ruin it. I don't know. I'm convinced I would do alright if I stayed here, but I don't know if that's just stupid dreaming or not.
I know this post sounds like a whiny 14 year old typed it, and at this point, I don't care. I was going to mail-in my housing application for my school tomorrow when this happened. I don't know what to do. What do I do?