I’ve lived an “eventful” 19 years. Alcoholic abusive father who left my mother multiple times. Growing up bisexual in a old fashion catholic house hold. And a lot happened last year. My boyfriend never supported the idea of therapy and thinks depression is like a cold. As in you sleep it off and get better the next day. I’ve been suicidal and have a lot of depression. I’ve attempted suicide a bit in my earlier teens. I’m currently 18 weeks pregnant and happy with my little bean. I end up feeling guilty for being depressed. I’m having a monumental moment in my life and as how my boyfriend puts it “I have no reason to be depressed” I know there’s support groups and I shouldn’t keep this to myself but I just feel like crying and some days I feel like giving up. I haven’t self harmed since my pregnancy started but it’s hard to not go back to my suicidal thoughts.