I have a degree and went to work on a night shift at a factory taking catalogue orders for fat women's clothes. My husband with an engineering degree and an MBA wound up loading mail out at the airport.
Get off your rear and either move or find something to do. Quit blaming everyone else. Your future is in YOUR hands, unless you desire to be a victim.
You make me smile, as you do so often. I went out into a field and picked beans, and you would be surprised at my ed background. No work is beneath anyone. Support yourself. Get a job. If you are good, you could end up running the company. :)