Sorry for the novel!**

So my boyfriend and I have been together for 3.5 years. He’ll be 34 and I just got him to move out of his parents house for the first time in his life this past January. His mom is a creepily over protective and jealous person. It’s been this way since we started dating and it hasn’t changed. She always talks down to me and always makes me out to be the bad guy. My boyfriend never says anything to her in hopes of shutting her up but what he doesn’t understand is that it hurts me deeper every time he doesn’t say something to her.

There’s plenty to that story .. but recently, we’ve been over at his parents house doing a bunch of work around the house. He had a day off and I wanted that to be for us as we hardly spend quality time together (I’m a flight attendant so I’m hardly around and when I’m not here .. he’s over there - he gets meals brought to him and paid for .. it’s ridiculous considering we never have food in our house and he never suggests to cook food) .. anyway, he agreed to this day off together a few days prior and then he ended up spending the majority of the day at their house again. I was livid. I’m always the one making the effort to plan shit because he’s always asking me what I want to do. I confronted him when we were at dinner and he got super defensive claiming that he doesn’t always put them first but he couldn’t come up with a time where I came first. Now .. don’t get me wrong - it’s his family .. I understand them coming first in some situations as I would do the same. But the stuff he did at their house could’ve waited .. nobody was dying. And then he tried telling me that no matter what he does, someone’s going to be disappointed. But why in the world does it always have to be me who draws the short straw? It’s so exhausting. After dinner .. we didn’t talk. He went to bed .. didn’t say good night. Next day (yesterday) .. he went to work 45 minutes early when we only live 5ish minutes away .. came home an hour after he was supposed to be done. I got curious and checked out find my iPhone .. he was in some abandoned(ish) parking lot. He came home .. didn’t say a word to me at all. Went to bed without saying anything. Next day (today) .. didn’t say a word all morning. Went to work super early again and all he said was bye. I’ve tried to talk to him about this on multiple occasions and he says every time “what else is there to talk about?” or “well .. you’re not saying anything either.” Weird part is that he’s doing stuff around our apartment that I’ve been wanting him to do for ages. He bought me breakfast the other day. UGH.

I just need a little peer advice on whether or not I’m being crazy for feeling like shit right now. I know I should leave as it’s highly unlikely it will get better and it’s toxic as hell. Idk how to confront him about the parking lot thing (I never thought he’d be the type to cheat - nicest dude ever .. just dumb as rocks apparently). Idk how to do this at all.