Ooof, this one hits.

I've been recovered for almost 5 years, all of my past relationships have fallen apart bc of my illness and behaviours.

Finally got a good one three years back, we recently found out we are pregnant.

So, naturally, I woke up and instantly didn't like him any more... the bad suddenly outweighs the good and it makes no sense.

The relationship now feels like just a big plain brick of uninspired goop. I am still holding out so much hope (now for you, too!) that this is a test from Shit Brain, or is another quick phase, maybe even a defence mechanism for happiness (?)

Here's hoping, bc we all deserve to feel love & loved ❤