Apologies if this is in the wrong place.
I had my baby early via emergency c-section at 34 weeks so I have always felt like I didn’t really work that hard to bring him into the world, it happened too quickly and when he was born and hooked up to machines I found it really hard to bond with him.
I only had my son because I was using it as a way to try to fix my relationship with my ex hoping it would make me love him and would be a distraction against my mental health issues and our relationship problems. It was so irresponsible to have a baby knowing that I didn’t really love his dad and that I had long standing mental health issues, depression and anxiety for years.
Because of all of this I have found it really hard to love my son. I take care of him on a day to day and make sure he’s fed and clothed and I change his nappy. But it all feels so so routine and like I’m doing it just to keep him alive. I don’t look into his eyes and feel love and when he cries I only console him like a robot because I know you can’t leave a crying baby. I don’t cuddle him or instinctively rub his head or kiss him and when I do I’m only doing it because I feel like I am a horrible person if I don’t or that I am trying to prove I love my child. He’s 5 months old (corrected) and smiles and laughs and is happy all day, I just wish I felt the same way so I could project it onto him and show him happiness and love.
I live with my ex so I am dealing with the anxiety about having to move out and find my own place and live on my own without his support and now all of my depression issues are coming back. I don’t want it to affect my son and I want to love him so badly and be there for him as the best mum ever. I cry every day and feel anxious when around my son and find it hard to play with him or read to him without having to force myself.
I am on anti-depressants and I had started seeing a therapist (but she got too expensive) so I’m waiting to be treated with any sort of free therapy on the NHS but may be an (understandable) while because of COVID-19. I was suicidal before and the thoughts are slowly creeping back and I’m scared to admit it to anyone in case they take my son away (and my family would only judge me).