I’m staying anonymous just in case anyone I know is on here.

I’ve been questioning my relationship lately and whether or not I should try to leave. I’m a stay at home mom to our son, I have no job and my car is broken down now, so I have no car.

I prayed about it one night, i asked if god would give me a sign as to what to do.

I should add that there are a lot of really great things about my SO. He works hard, so that I can stay home with my son. He pays attention to the things I need, like physical things and mental things. If I’m grumpy, or pmsing, or out of shampoo, he is always up on his feet and ready to get me what I need without complaining. He is very selfless that way. He is incredibly loyal, I know for a fact he will never cheat on me. He’s a great father. He’s strong, and protective. He would probably go to hell and back for me or our son. He is funny and incredibly smart. He is all the things I’m not, he’s outgoing and brave. He has been my rock, I can always depend on him for anything.

I just can’t stand the way he handles stress. And life is always going to have some sort of stress. He gets angry and blows up at me. Blames me for everything. Talks to me like I’m stupid even though we are just not understanding each other. It infuriates me. He can be a huge ass hole to me, tell me mean terrible things, and then later say that he didn’t mean it. I know I am not always a peach. I’m unobservant, I need to be told what someone needs instead of intuitively just knowing and doing it. I don’t know how to be a housewife, I’m terrible at cooking and I hate it. I honestly don’t know how to iron clothes. It’s not a natural thing to me. I wanted a job, a career. I did not want this life so I don’t know how to get into it. It just makes me so depressed.

I asked for a sign to tell me what to do. Do I stay? Is it me? Or do I go?

I feel like I have no where to go since my mom passed away.

My aunt calls me up today, I’ve only ever seen her at holidays, and asks me if I’m ok. She tells me they have plenty of space at their house and if I ever need to get out, that I will always have a place to stay. She said they would help me get on my feet, and that I should know that I am never alone.

I don’t know what to make of it.

PS. I’m sorry this is so long, and if you read the whole thing: thank you!