So I’ve had a rough past couple of days. I had my baby shower this last Sunday and it went pretty well, just my bf’s parents my 2 SILs mom and best friend. It was nice to see everyone. Later that day I was driving to my moms, she lives 30 mins away. While on my way there I broke down on the highway. All of a sudden it just started making a clinking sound and in a 10 second interval it started getting even louder and just went BOOM then started shaking violently so I immediately pulled over and checked my tires and fluids. Nothing seemed wrong so I called my dad and told him what happened (he works on cars for a living). He came and picked me up and dropped me off at my moms and went back to go tow my car. He said there was literally no reason for it to happen. My car was a 2001 Ford Taurus but hardly had 100k miles on it and I haven’t had much of any problems with it but it seemed the engine just blew up. Luckily my bf has his car so he just let me use it to go to work but I’m honestly terrified to drive it bc this is my 2nd car that’s gone to shit on me for no reason and now I don’t even want to anymore. But my bf and I both work 40+ hrs a week so sharing a car for more than a couple days is nearly impossible to figure out. I applied for a loan with my bank and they said if I got a co-signer they’d accept me but my bf doesn’t have a long enough credit history, his parents just bought a new house and car and my parents still have my moms car loan and just refinanced their house so I have no one that can sign for me. I got home from my 1st shift and my bf tells me he is going in 3 hrs early so he wanted to drop me off at work 3 hrs early even tho I just got home. He was supposed to go with me to the store in between my shifts and he never goes with me but promised he would since I’ve had such a hard couple of days I just needed a little help. So I ended up crying. I haven’t cried at all even when my car took a shit so it was honestly really needed. All of this is just too much for me to handle emotionally rn. But then my bf asks why I’m upset bc I shouldn’t be life isn’t that bad. Like why would you say that!?! My car is the one that broke down, I can’t get a new one, I can hardly make it to work 😭😭 and I’m fucking pregnant, I think I have a right to cry. Why are men like this? I know my bf is just trying to make me feel better but the way he says shit sometimes just makes me want to turn around and smack him.