Let me start by saying I’ve struggled for a while with my mood and mood swings and things like that. I don’t think I’m bipolar but I will admit it’s not completely normal. So, I’ve tried supplements and natural things to help with it and it hasn’t really worked for me. I really want to work at it on my own and improve myself because I don’t want to be pissy all of the time either. So I have been explaining all of these things to my bf and he just doesn’t get it. Well today I come home and he’s acting different, like weird and kind of slurring his words, so I’m not dumb so I just ask “have you been drinking” simple question because I’ve been at work all day and he kind of had the day off. He immediately tells me “nope”. So I’m like okay hes NEVER been one to lie so I just go with it Then I go up stairs and low and behold there’s a beer can sitting right there, empty. So I ask him didn’t you just tell me you have not had anything to drink and he denies responding to my question at all. So I hold all of my rage in because I’m trying VERY hard to not let things really get to me. I tell him that I very clearly heard him tell me no that he didn’t drink anything. So I calmly ask him why did you lie to me about something so stupid? And he doesn’t really have anything to say other than he thought I would get mad at him. He half ass gives an apology and I accept because I’m REALLY trying. So we had dinner plans so we walk outside and he walks over to the motorcycle. I tell him we aren’t taking to bike because he has been drinking. So he gets in my car and slams the door and proceeds to tell me that I’m so angry and I’m always angry and I could never be happy with anything. I hold it all in, as much as I wanted to just blow up and bawl my eyes out at the same time, I just go with it. I wanted to prove him wrong on the fact that I can never be happy and we were going to eat with some friends so I wasn’t about to make myself look like an ass. We go to dinner and it was great. Despite what had happened before I acted like everything was perfect. He had two more beers at dinner of course. When dinner is over we go out to the car and I’m still fine because it was very relieveing actually to keep myself happy. So as we are getting in the car our friends point out that it’s a full moon. We get in and my bf starts to tell me that I need to let him cum in me tonight because itsa full moon so a miracle can happen and blah blah blah...

At this point I’m just lost 🤷🏼‍♀️ like wtf do I do or say or anything. How can he go from all of those things to let’s have a baby.

I want to improve my mood because it is a problem. I make myself miserable and him too and I hate it. But I also need him to be supportive of me too. I really just needed to vent a little and some advice would be great too