Dp left me quite abruptly when I was 7 months pregnant, just didn’t come home and had taken his stuff over the course of a week when I was at work. Never heard from him again other than for him to tell me he wanted nothing to do with us and what stuck to his word 8 months later.
I feel so shit. Money is a worry, as is returning to work and costs of childcare. Life is just surviving not enjoying. I still don’t think I’ve processed how harshly he cut us off, it makes me feel totally worthless and terrible for dc too. For context ex is well into his forties and lives alone. I wrestle all the time about how or why he could be so cruel.