I’m scared to be on depression meds. I’m scared that I’ll be out of it like a zombie. I’m scared that I’ll try to harm myself with the pills which is why I haven’t gotten the meds.

I’m trying to be strong and prepare myself for my baby to arrive. Honestly some days were good and others are bad.

Some days I feel useless like no one needs me. I feel like a burden on people. It was bad enough that I cried during sex because seeing rejection hurts especially when you desperately need money. I’m so desperate for money that I’ve considered stripping after I’ve healed up. I’m still applying for work at home positions because we can’t afford childcare and someone has to be home with the baby.

All these things are just overwhelming me right now. I feel like I already failed as a parent.

Say I’m overreacting or being dramatic. Say how you’ve done it and that I’m making excuses I don’t care. If you want to judge me for expressing how I feel then do it. I’m just here to think things out and vent.