Why do people have to make things so hard?

I'm trying to make a fresh start, get myself organised. I need to do this, moving out. I have no where to practice tattooing, no where to paint and draw. I practically live in a shoe box, thats the 1 day a week I am actually home. I'm finding it so hard to get a job anywhere because my life is so split apart... Why did mum have to let me know she doesn't want me to leave. 

And its so far away... and hour from home, from Leigh, from the City...

I'm going to have to just suck it up. Deal with it and get it done.