I can't work out whether I fucking hate my boyfriend (who is the father of my 26 week old foetus) or if I'm 'just' depressed.
We've had issues with him drinking and lying which I'm trying to overcome but I also see everything through my misty depression (pre-existing) window of negativity.
I'm miserable right now and he's come home all full of it. I can't bear the thought of the evening ahead I just want to go to bed and hide.