Home is becoming toxic

I hate being at home.All they ever do is tell, bicker, and complain. It's rare if they are nice to each other. My weekends at home are becoming harder and harder from both sides of the equation. On one end the ache I have for Brandon eats away at me, it makes me question why I don't drive and think or even consider getting a license. I know I need to get o it. Being home with them, there is so much hate and anger and resentment in this house and in this family. It's toxic and I hate being here. A family shouldn't be like this. I don't want a relationship or even a marriage where we argue and resent each other. I hate being here. I HATE BEING HERE!