You know, they make cars with built in wi-fi these days. So... why not just try living outside your car? All you'd really need is a job at the local fast food and a computer and you'd be good to go.
When I "talk" to her, it's more like a one-sided tirade where I just nod along. Occasionally leaves me in tears. Anything done in a way that is not her way is not only the worst way possible, it's also the way that only an "idiot" would do it. My dad is a lot better though
Is there anypony else you could go to, and ask them to do it, or to back you up if you decide to try again? Counseling would always be a good option if this is not the case, and you still plan to be there by this time next year.