Give me a minute to hold my girl...

2018 was a bit of a blur, I lost my cat-he never returned from a day out in the snow...I got pregnant something I wanted and something that scares me half to death, I bought my own house despite being in a controlling relationship. Was forced to work 14 hours a day heavily pregnant and when everything was falling apart I seemed to hold it together relatively well...

As the days get nearer to my due date I find myself crying, crying anywhere and everywhere. I feel myself slipping into a depressive state questioning my abilities as a mother, as a person. All I keep thinking is what will happen if I cant do something and it just spirals into wtf am I doing bringing a person into this life knowing I cant cope. I dont think I will ever live free from my demons.