As the title states, I'm 23 weeks and I'm just terrified. Everything seems great until it wasnt. My partner (who I'd been with for 10 years) completely turned against me suddenly, I'm likely soon to be facing homelessness, no family or friends for support. All while trying to hold myself together for my 2yr old, who is absolutely thrilled about becoming a big brother to another little boy. I have a very long history of mental health issues, autism being one which I've tried to deny my whole life. I ran to my GP in desperation, hoping I could be referred to a group, just something that would help give me a reason to not give up on it all. Maybe somewhere where I could meet other mums who were struggling too. I was referred to the mental health team and the lady over the phone said without hesitation that it's not too late to consider my "options". The thought makes me feel absolutely sick to my stomach, but there must've been a reason why she said this. And now I keep questioning whether it would be for the best? Will I cope with two under 3 on my own, while trying to rebuild my life from nothing? After hearing those words I'm full of dread, counting down the days until I hit the deadline. I just don't know what to do. Please no judgement, my mind gives me enough every single day. I just need someone to tell me everything will be ok in the end.. I feel I've never had a chance to build a life for myself. I had a rubbish upbringing, never went to school and have never been able to gain any qualifications or get a little job. Just do something for me for once. I feel I was taught to focus on men from a very young age, because that's what I saw my mum do. And now I know different I feel it's too late to be a somebody for once, and not just "that girl" who tried to please a much older man because that's all I knew 😔