If I had one, I imagine they'd have left me. Here are a few of the serious, terrible, and grevious things that have happened recently that have spun me into a perfectly reasonable and justifiable rage: - I dropped my keys, so I kicked a door - the ctrl key on my keyboard stopped working, so I yanked it out the plug and threw it at a wall - the bathroom light went out, so I yanked the pull cord out the ceiling - A guy put a pizza delivery flyer through my letter box, so I crumpled it up, opened the door and threw it at him - I dropped a leaf of spinach, so I tore at the package in frustration and confettied the whole bag across the kitchen - the TV remote stopped working, so I threw it at a sofa cushion, and it bounced back and hit me in the face, so I flipped a coffee table - I ran out of coffee, so I launched the empty jar out the window

When you compare it to me and my fits of toddler-like anger (god I wish there were cameras in my house), I think getting easily frustrated with your SO is understandable. SOs can be genuinely frustrating. Perhaps speak with them in a moment you're not feeling too bad and explain what you're struggling with. I'm sure they will understand, or they'll at least try.

Now, I'm off to buy a pull cord, a keyboard, some batteries and some coffee. For, uh, completely unrelated reasons.