"My parents"

Evertytime i feel like the puzzle of life is almost completed my fucking parents(of all people) tend to get in my way. I have just saved up about $6000, but when my mom found out she demanded $3000 of them otherwise she'd kick me out from home. Problem is that i'm already on my way out volunteerly, but i have not yet found a place to live. I suspect her for trying to squeeze whatever money out of me while she still has the chance. Also my father is an alcoholic and has been that for a long time. From time to time he locks himself inside his apartment(parents divorced) with a flask of whiskey. In this time he's shuts down all possibilities of communication, leaving his phone turned off, not answering the doorbell or even his son's the shouting through the letterbox. I usually end up having to crawl into his apartment to find him drunk, passed out, having no clue whether he is dead or alive. I hate my parents.