Still grateful

My boyfriend kicked me out of the house for the night and made me sleep in the car. It was windy and started to snow even. I'm 39 weeks pregnant and due tomorrow.

I was thinking "poor me" all night long but when I got to thinking, I still have a good job I'm still working today, there was water, snacks, a blanket, and (thankfully) TP in the car, and I even got some sleep.

He should let me back in in the next few hours to get ready for work, and even though our relationship is not a good one, I'm happy that I could have it so much worse. It's all about perspective I think. I'm going to make sure my daughter and I are happy no matter what.