What to look for in a new place

I know I need to get out of the place I am. It has mold and even though Concribium is available at Home Depot, it isn't healthy. It's not healthy on many levels. Namely the fact that my brother can walk through the place anytime he wants to and I can't stop him. He has no sense of decency and everytime he does it I want to spend less and less time there. But, in more ways than the mold and the brother, I'm in an unhealthy place.
My mind is racing all the time to find a solution to these issues. The only one I see clearly is to dump it all and run. That has to be the least healthy option. The other is to dig in my heels and get stuff done. ACG is building that site and I am taking the requisite pictures. But that isn't putting propane in the tank. I still think that the best option is to do the copy writing thing and let taht carry me into the artwork. Let's face it, a minimun wage job isn't going to get me anywhere.
And I guess that was the whole point of bullying me into it. I won't get anywhere. So I won't be a threat to their own successes. Dad told me a couple of times before he died that one of the reasons he never really encouraged me like he did Pam was because Pam struggled for everything. "You, you pick up a book, read it and get it right away. You never had to really think hard about the school work. Pam did." Math, my bane, may have been the only subject which she understood intuitively where I had to struggle with it. He also said that he shouldn't have let her talk him into our family deal. He realized she made my life hard because for her it was and the ease with which I navigated it seemed unfair to her. Brother... I don't know about. Oh I postulate that he is jealous and that he has had success by working for others that my own success would somehow feel like his failure because he couldn't do it on his own.
This is all great but what do I do with it now? I don't manage money well anymore. If I don't spend it then someone will come along and take it. So now I have spent myself into a hole that may take me longer than I have to get out of. If Carter could only buy us a few more seconds with a plasma beam or a small wormhole.... better yet... a time dilation device. Then I would have all the time I need to find the answer and implement it before my world implodes.
And I think that ACG might also be right that I am running toward a relationship to run away from the diffivulties I'm suffering through.
It sucks because I made the mess and I don't know how to clean it up. It isn't like I ahve 37 minutes after the breakdown of the dire dituation is stated in the first 11 minutes of the show. I don't have a staff of writers or a team to yank my ass out of the line of fire. It's just me and the stupid choices I made trying not to make more stupid choices. UGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!