Am I the only one?
Am 23 weeks pregnant and I hate him.
I don't love him, I don't like him, I can't touch him or look at him and frankly put he's only here because I'm not sure I can manage the latter stages of pregnancy / the baby on my own - I have no family in London, there is really only my Dad and he's flaky as hell and my close friends live on the other side of London and have their own lives.
I'm in this completely on my own. I've found pregnancy incredibly isolating and am not particularly enjoying the experience. I am looking forward (I think) to being a mother and raising a child, I don't know at this point.
I reached a point where I had had enough and felt ready to end the relationship, I cancelled our wedding and a day later found out I was pregnant - he promised to make a load of changes to our lives and has made none of them and it's now all too late and I absolutely hate him for the situation I now find myself in.