I’m really struggling with being happy.

I love my life, my daughter, my partner. Just not myself. I’m quite snappy at my other half, and I don’t mean to be. He’s been through so much recently, I try to help, but I just feel like a bit of a burden.

I always feel like he could do better, he could be so much happier with someone else, someone who has a better understanding of what he’s going through.

My “father” is in prison, he’s getting out in June ‘19, supposed to serve 4 years, he’s serving 2.

He’s in there for the most disgusting of crimes, meeting an underage girl for sex.

I am PETRIFIED he’s going to come to my house when he’s out, I have a 1 year old, I don’t want him knowing her, or her knowing him. Or even seeing her.

I don’t think that helps with everything.

I’m probably just rambling on sorry to anyone who reads this. I just need somewhere to talk 😔