I feel like I want to run away. But my son stops me. I'd never leave him without a mother. Through pregnancy I was so happy. Now I feel like this isn't what I wanted then I look at him and cry because what a disgusting thought for me to have. The house is a tip, I can't be bothered. I'm a mess, not eating. My poor baby. Any chance I get i hand him over to someone so I can sit and cry. I am the crappest mum. Already.
I have started setraline today. I really hope I get better. I can't imagine the years to come like this. Maybe he would just be better of with his dad. But I could never live with myself. He is my precious boy. I feel so bad