That's an understatement!

God. Here I am 14 weeks pregnant, supposedly meant to be one of the most joyous times of my life - and I am probably the most depressed I think I've been since my teens.

The one big cause for my depression is that I don't have the obligatory supportive partner (preferaby a husband)

I long to be married and/or be in a commited relationship with someone who actually wants to be with me where we can share things and love and care and forgive and be intimate and enjoy each others company and encourage one another and enjoy our family . .. where we can respect each other's differences and value each other as individuals. Where we can do special lovely things for each other. .. I guess I must just be dreaming. . . I am a dreamer. . .

I'm afraid for the future. . I know God will pull me and bub through. . I guess there is always hope for a significant other who really and truly loves us and doesnt just say the words. . . but means it as well.

I don't know why long so much for this . .. I do enjoy my own company. . . . . it's just nice to be with someone you feel safe and secure . .

Thanks for reading my rant..