Don't know where to start, don't know what to do. I'm 31 weeks pregnant with second baby. I have a 2 year-old who is amazing. His dad and I have been at loggerheads since he was born. We've been together ten years, but he didn't find being a dad very easy. He works away a lot and I ended up with PND. He just doesn't understand what that did to me and doesn't get it at all. He still refers to my "mentalness" and it gets the blame for everything. I am now in a position where I am working three days a week to basically pay for nursery. I have absolutely no cash of my own after that and bills, in fact I owe a lot and can't pay it. I have to ask for everything from petrol money to lunch money and have to ask nicely for cash to buy family birthday presents etc. It's so humiliating. Me and the wee one are well looked after but I have lost all of my independence. Recently, I have been hitting low moods. I'm still on citalopram and will be taken off shortly for the birth which i am worried about. I haven't been able to enjoy my pregnancy because of the guilt of taking it and the worry I can't cope when it's gone. Again, he doesn't understand this at all. The last few weeks I have been cripplingly tired, but again, he doesn't understand and gives little to no help around the house or with day-to-day things. I am being tested for gestational diabetes tomorrow and I find myself hoping something IS wrong with me so I can be justified a wee rest. How bad is that? I walked out last week after he was particularly ignorant and slept in the car. He says I can leave if I want but my son is going nowhere. So I am basically trapped. I can't afford to support us. I can't take any more of his bullying but I feel I can't be a single mum of two. I imagine going to hospital on my own and not telling him the baby is coming because I feel he doesn't care. I know he loves his son and he is a great dad when he is not being a selfish shit. He is terrible at talking about things. I can pour my heart out and he will sit and say absolutely nothing. I feel we need counselling or something because I want to know if all this is my fault, my overreacting and my "mentalness". He takes none of the blame and I am now at the point where I am sick of taking the blame. I am trying my best to be a good mum but my heart is breaking at the thought of being 38, with two kids and not being able to work because I can't afford childcare and living in a council hostel because I have nowhere to go. He doesn't make an effort with my family and hates my mum to the point where she is not allowed in the house if he is here and he won't let her babysit. Tonight he insulted my sister who came to visit me and has now walked out calling me scum for digging him up about it. It's a mess. What can I do? Is this fixable? I do love him but wonder this is beyond fixing. It is so upsetting to think this is what I've become. Sorry for long rant.