So today, I wanted to come to Reddit for a bit of advice. 

My boyfriend and I have been through a lot in the past 6 years. After about two years living with his toxic and abusive mother while trying to get ourselves together, we were both diagnosed mentally ill (That's not to say that she's the reason, but she was a big factor and plays into this story). The next couple years after that were us trying to cope and deal with our diagnosis while navigating our new adulthood(I'm schizoaffective bipolar and my boyfriend is ADHD and type 2 bipolar). Us trying to become more healthy adults was always an uphill battle and a process that irritated the family that set out to help us. Most of the time that help dried up quickly and turned into resentment for us not being better fast enough. His family is what I'd like to describe as a loner family - they don't really help each other with anything and expect everyone to do it themselves no matter how much emotional support and the like would benefit. Later we found out just how much mental illness runs in his family, so a lot of the odd behavior started to make more sense. Back in 2017 my boyfriend and I were literally left in a house with no electricity because his brothers and their girlfriends didn't want to pay bills and live there anymore. One day they were gone. Despite having family everywhere in the city we couldn't get anyone to let us stay for more than a few hours. This was the inciting incident that lead his mother to suggest we move to a different state with an aunt because no one around us was in a position to help (I think no one wanted to, but I understand they could've not felt emotionally capable. Being there for people is hard for them.) Plot twist, that aunt turned out to be batsh--t. We take all of our stuff and move into a motel where we stay for a while until an uncle in the area wants to impress his girlfriend by helping us out (I am really greatful for my uncle, but that's what this is). Seeing as there were rats, the roof was caving in, and the room cost so much we were just about starving, we found it hard to refuse. 

So fast forward to today. Things with the uncle have gone alright for the most part, but here's the thing - he doesn't believe mental illness exists. While that's not the worst thing that we've dealt with, some of the things that my boyfriend and I go through just don't make any sense to him and it makes the living environment really uncomfortable. There's no real incentive to care, because this is just a pity project to make him look better. My boyfriend's mom went and talked badly about us to everyone in the family so the uncle definitely speaks with preconceived notions. On top of that, the state and city we live in its incredibly hard to get the things we need like benefits and assistance for our issues. (For the sake of making this shorter, please just take my word for it.) 

So here's my dilema; his sister is telling us to come back home. Despite me having an alright job right now here, she says there's one I can apply for near her and she'll help us get to a better place. Back where we're from it would at least be easier to get therapy... But there's no gaurantee she'll be mentally stable herself enough to help out like she says she's going to. She wasn't when we were ten minutes away and we were basically homeless. Here where we're at right now, its beautiful and things are ok (for now) but the cost of living is so high I'm not sure how we'd get by after we're expected to move out in 5 months. We have a money saved, but nowhere near enough to buy even an apartment.

Should we stay or should we go? Is there a right answer?