He is driving me nuts!!

Today is my first day off after almost a month, and guess what, he also took the day off because he threw his back out on Saturday hitting softballs, and now is home too. He has already started yelling at me today about how I can't be a nurse because I am too inept and how I don't have any direction. He told me that I have put this "family" through enough misery and that I need to think of another career path because I don't have the wit and quick thinking it takes to be a nurse. When I screamed at him because I had had enough, he then told me to get out of his house, or pay rent. I told him that I will be getting out, so there's his hint. I am at the library right now because I had to get out of the house. He is nuts! He is stressing out about when I am going to take these nursing classes to get into an acclerated nursing program. I am already signed up for all of them, (even though I plan on dropping them once I leave and taking them a semester later). My chest hurts right now from all the stress he puts me through. I HATE HIM!!!!!!!! I came to a realization today. Since I have been married to him, I have been more disorganized with my house cleaning, my teaching jobs, and my other responsibilities because he expects me to do so much and cater to him all the time. My hair has turned white because of the stress over the last few years, and I just feel so out of control. When I don't see him and work all the time, then I do a lot better, but when he is home like this, I can't handle it.
You know, ironically enough, last night I was called off of work because I was supposed to waitress on the patio and it was raining. So I went in anyway because I wanted to pick up a shift, (he always makes me do that, so I just figured, plus I didn't want to spend the evening at home with him). Well, apparently he had called my waitress job an hour before I was supposed to be there to tell them to have me call him when I got there. He apparently did not want me to work because "I had already worked a lot over the weekend and I needed a break". According to him. So yeah, sounds like he cares, right? Well, he threw his back out on Saturday, and I had worked all day Sunday and during the day on Monday, so I hadn't been home. He said that on the phone that we needed to spend some time together. I knew there was an ulterior motive. When I got home, he had me go get pizza and wanted me to "take care of him" and rub his back because it hurt. He didn't care that I had worked all weekend. He just wanted me to help him. So yeah, he was real concerned. What a jerk. Anyway, I better head home so he doesn't think I am doing something I shouldn't be. I hope I can get out soon. Finding someplace to live is so hard.