My Parents Are Crazy

Hi, I'm a 21 year old girl from a small town. I have obsessive parents and no friends, let alone a boyfriend. My parents are really suffocating me. I still live with them because my father threatens me that he will prevent me from living an independent life anyway. Maybe it's his biggest problem, but my mother isn't left behind either. A year ago, however, the situation became critical when my mother took a shower with me. Naturally, I exploded and asked her why she did it, and she told me I wasn't as big as I thought I was. After this incident, he became even more obsessed. When I want to go out, she decides what clothes to wear. I remember he once dressed me in my father's clothes. Then I was in shock and horror. My father is 2 meters tall and quite big, and I am 1 and 50. That was ridiculous, but my mother insisted that I be with his jeans. For several months, she dressed me in her own hand. I felt very bad and decided to talk to my father. He said he saw no problem. I did not know what to do. Once even, my mother took me to the market and started handing me men's loose clothes in front of the sellers. Clothes that would fit my father, but not me! Even the salesmen told her that, but she didn't stop. I made a fuss about her, and she slapped me in front of everyone and, on top of everything, spoke to me in a masculine way. Then I went to my sister for a few days. However, when I got home, I found a bag on the table and decided to open it. There were women's heels in the bag, very beautiful. I asked my mother, "Are they for me?" and she said "yes" and I was just happy and told her "I need to buy a dress for them" and she handed me my father's jeans and one of his shirts and said "I want you to wear these clothes and on your feet to you put on the red heels. ”I didn't know how to react. I became convinced that my mother and father had a mental problem. Of course I accepted because I am afraid of my mother. After dressing in this disgusting way with those dark green jeans, I cried and my mother freaked out and hit me. He pursed my lips, but that didn't stop her. He hit me on the bed and started reaching for me. My father showed up, and just when I thought he was going to do something to stop my mother, he pulled me hard and said, "I'm out of clothes because of you, I'm going to break up with your mother." A few months later, ours divorced. What to do? I can't stand my mother or my father, with whom can I officially settle down to live? Help!