I lived at home until I was 20... never lived away from home before that...
Then I packed up literally everything I had into my tiny car, and drove 500 miles north across the Canadian border to live. It was the best thing I EVER did for myself.
It was rough in the beginning... but when I look back at pictures of myself, I just think, wow!
I would probably be a self-righteous alcoholic living alone with lots of cats and eating way too much fried Chinese food.

I am so much healthier now, mentally, physically, spiritually... there definitely weren't the opportunities for growth in my home town that I desperately needed as a person.
I do have a few friends that I see from time to time, and we always pick up where we left off. Interestingly, all of them left our home town, too. It was 15 minutes away from another town nicknamed, "The Armpit of the Earth."
Some things will come easy, some will be a test