Breaking Away, from the nest.

Ever since I could remember, I've been having difficulty dealing with the way my mom handles things.
Happy one minute and angry the next, I wanted to get away from it, but I always found some reason to either stay or crawl back after a lengthy spell of being away.
Based on certain jobs I've had, it was either easier to accomplish or quite difficult to partake depending on the pay and nature of the job.

Two years ago, I almost accomplished the goal of moving away in some form from my parents place, but that of course was cut short and now I find myself stuck back here making not-so-much money and dealing with the same bullshit I've been putting up with for most of my life.

As it stands right now, I've got the freedom to leave, but I'm more worried about providing for myself in such a way that I don't become a "houseless"(home is a state of mind) person.
Since the truck-driving thing's out of the picture and military service isn't an option for me(some bullshit medical DQ) this has turned into a pressing, brain-storming session.
At this point in time, the only viable alternatives right now would be to stay at my stepdads house until things get better, or take a job elsewhere and see about either finding an apartment I could afford or deal with roommates.
While my stepdads place is a good idea(the man's more laidback nowadays), the only thing stopping me is the fact that I'm still under a form of a "parents roof".
No true-independence as far as "my own place" goes and then there's the cycling distance(no car, just bicycle) and road quality(Oak Hills has predominantly dirt-roads) from his place to my work.
Aside from that, this would probably be a little easier to deal with than having to pay a questionable amount of rent+utilities in a place I have rather little knowledge about and a job that may or may not cover the cost of everything every month.
Roommates, on the other hand, are a totally different gamble to worry about.
You wouldn't know how many there truly are at the property you're trying to become a part of., what they do to get by may be questionable., overall personal habits that may get to you.

Essentially, there seems to be alot of uncertainty when it comes to getting out on your own.
No matter how much you try to mentally and physically prepare for bailing out of the nest, there's always this apprehension eating away at the back of year neck telling you that "there's bad vibe about this".

In the meantime, I'm going to see how much longer I'm tolerated before I'm forced to gather my things and leave for everyone's own good.
Hopefully, all will hold out until next November when I could hopefully start trucking again.
At least in that environment, rent and utilities were things I didn't have to deal with.
It's like travel-expenses, room and board all rolled into one standard-cab package.