Apparently, pregnancy hormones don't really make me cry, they make me angry. I was already an aggressive person, but had discipline to control myself, but...

Last night, I was upset SO went out to drink with his brother and a friend, but I apologized for being silly and he went off on me and hung up and wouldn't talk to me after that. Well, I just wanted to make sure he was at least getting a ride safely home, since he was already slurring and close to blackout drunk, he played a joke on me and had one of the guys answer his phone and pretend the guy had stolen his phone. Throughout the conversation, this guy spoke to me in the most demeaning and belittling manner I have ever been spoken to, so I backtracked and tracked the phone down and was about to call the cops, when I saw that these idiots were all just playing a horrible drunk joke at my expense.

Me, already pissed off that this guy is talking down to me in the most sexist manner, see that they are all just laughing at my expense, get out of the car and punch there nearest guy to me...who turns out to be SO. Lo and behold, I am horrified to find out I have just punched someone at all, and I break up with my SO on the spot, because I don't think I should be around anyone if I'm capable of that. In that moment, I am mad at myself and at the same time feel completely disrespected that he would play a joke at my expense in front of others.

And there we have it. I have been up crying all night because I am a complete wreck. I will take no offense at any mean comments. I'm too tired to fight back anymore (I guess that punch took out all the energy I had left in myself).