Hi there. I've never posted here but I'd really love some help and honest feedback. I've been suffering badly with mental health since around 20 weeks, I'm now 23 weeks. Tonight me and husband had a huge row which resulted in things getting too physical. Not hitting but pushing. I blew up in a big way. I have a husband who never acknowledges any wrongdoing and then tries to turn the tables on me. He was out last night and promised to be home earlier. He ended up on the last train. He told me he'd done some cocaine which I despise. He did everything I knew he would do and he promised he wouldn't. He's such a nice guy but he really can't control himself when he's around friends and I knew it was going to happen. I'd asked him to come home earlier as I've just been feeling so down recently. Finding it hard to get my friends to meet up and feeling just really really lonely. I just wanted him to put me first and make the effort to come back around 9pm instead of an all day and night binge. I asked him not to do the cocaine as we have a baby on the way and he actually has an operation next week. I just want him to be healthy and look after himself for us. He didn't anyway. We spent a night messaging each other back and forth with him just telling me that he was sorry he coudn't help the situation. This happened a lot before we got pregnant so o kind of knew what was coming. I just thought it might be different now. Today we didn't talk. Then this evening I just blew up over dinner. He started saying I just had a fear of missing out implying that it was just jealousy. It just hit a chord and I cracked. He didn't seem remotely bothered. I threw the TV remote on the floor and stood up screaming at him. 'I am pregnant! Can you not just put me first!' - he did the usual 'you are nuts' and walked into the kitchen. I just saw red. I followed him and he was trying to get around me to get away but I just kept pushing and shoving him to stay in the kitchen whilst I was screaming and crying. I was insane. He was screaming back and spitting with anger and grabbing my wrists back. I just felt so so so upset and fed up. He was calling me a psycho etc. He was so angry. He walked out. I've come to bed shaking. He's left the house and now come back and locked himself in the spare room. Am I in the wrong? I'm just so so fed up. I feel guilty but I just feel so fed up. Mentally I just feel unstable. Xx