I--Obedient Brother of the Prodigals--Am Confused ... HELP!

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You remember Jesus' parable of the Prodigal Son---where the one of two brothers asks his dad for his inheritance, goes out and squanders it & comes back to his dad willing to work as a slave in the household (where the slaves are better-off than he was himself elsewhere), and his dad goes and has a big party for the lousy son who comes crawling back while the non-lousy brother gets no celebration (except for the fact that he will inherit control of all of his father's possessions ... or so his father says---the same father who also 'said' his Prodigal Son was DEAD) Applying that to ME: I am not Prodigal (unless you count 'moving downtown to live alone' rather than 'living with my mom, blocks-&-blocks away from anything involving the exchange of money for goods-&-services').* But I am a "brain-injury conqueror." So no one's really sure how the rules apply to me (I am unemployably unpredictable), which makes me scary. I thought that church would find a way to make me acceptable (as God did when He realized that 'a man alone' was not a good condition ... (... yes, my first 'hope' was that the church would 'get me a wife'; but on second thought I hoped it would do that by giving me a job to do, where a woman co-worker could be convinced that I would be a 'good worker' elsewhere). And the church I go to seemed to be the one that would help most, as its main focus is a criminal-rehabilitation (i.e. prison) ministry. But this is where the confusion peaks in: most of these ex-cons are on their way to 'living the life' (with a wife, kids & a job). And they go on doing that, making me feel that the whole organization is just 'paying lip-service to God' and not even worried whether His next Begotten Son ('begot,' a word that seems to mean 'chosen' rather than 'birthed' due to its relation to the Greek word for "knee")--ME--had the necessary power to fulfill Our Father's Kingdom! (and by 'Our' I mean 'yours & mine,' not "royally a`mine ) *(... And no, I cannot go back to live with my mom. Well, I could; but it would be crowded (what with my sister, brother-in-law & two nieces living there). And besides, if I DID move back in then ... I'd be stuck with the same reason I moved out (too far away from civilization), and I would also be stuck with 'having given up my birthright' (which I never did (unless my mom wants to regard 'moving out' as equal-to-that ), but I'm trying to stick with the parable.)) I guess I should go back ... to the 'Prodigal Son's brother's problem. He had nothing but his dad's word that he would inherit his dad's stuff; I don't even have that (or any promise of any REAL inheritance, as I am without a lineage-place in the family)! What should I do?