I'm 24M, in India.

My parents are divorced, my dad is not in the picture at all, neither is my younger brother who lives with him. My mom's family, her dad (Nana) and her brother (Mama) took us in after the divorce. They paid for my college tuition (~4500 USD) and I now have a job bringing in ~1200 USD per month. We live in their old house in a shady locality where water is scarce through the summers.

He's a control freak. He didn't let me have a laptop during my computer science degree because he thought I'd distract myself and not study. He didn't even let me have a phone till I got a college professor to call him on my behalf. My mom had to fight him and got me a laptop herself. He calls me every day in the evening to make sure I'm at home, not leaving my mom alone. He doesn't like that I have friends because "you're young, you don't know the world like I do".

My mom, sometimes empathizes with me, but mostly expects me to be respectful towards him, and grateful since he supported us. I did respect Nana a lot initially, but gradually as time went on I lost it because of the way he treated everyone. It's like this family is a cult where everything has to go through him first. His brother wanted to buy a car which he can afford and stuff, but he had to beg Nana for months before he was "allowed to". Obedience and loyalty is demanded, and they're entitled to mine because I'm young, they're old.

So I want to move out. Mom supported it. But Nana got the wind of it, so he gave me an earful, i stood my ground still. He agreed to let me move out if he decides the place, but I had already paid for a place that I decided to move to. Posh, secure locality, with ease of access, it's perfect. He wouldn't listen. He wants control. My mom backtracked on her support. "If he's doing it for you, what's the problem? Why do you have such strong pride that you want to do everything by yourself?"

Because I don't trust them. They don't know me, or what's good for me, I'm 24 and I should be allowed to make decisions for myself. I need my autonomy. Mom has a history of letting things slide at my expense to save her relations. Her friend can come and body shame me, my hobbies, my interests, my dressing sense and I'd be expected to sit with it. For more context, you can see my previous posts. I'd add stuff here, but I want to stay relevant to the context.

So I want to move out, to the place I chose. I've paid already. I've lived there for a day. All I need is to move my stuff. No one in my family knows the address. And I plan to pack all my stuff when I'm home alone, move, and deal with the calls once I'm there. It'll be a hurtful, excruciating process that I'm very scared of. But I also know I'm on the verge of doing something very important for myself, and now I'm standing at crossroads. I could really use some advice right now.

The calls could be anything. Ranging from demands for the address, to me telling them I don't want shit to do with them, and to leave me alone. To tell my mom that she can be with the people she chose to stick with, and to let me be abandoned and pick up my own pieces.

Also, for more context, mom doesn't work. Never has. Dad supported her, then Nana did till I got a job, and now here I am. I give her a chunk of my paycheck monthly. I'll continue that, obviously.