Like I promised god and myself that I would move across the country next month and salvage my life. So I’m actually terrified of being pregnant now even though it’s something I swore I wanted
I’m getting a pregnancy test tomorrow, last time I tested I was only 15 days past ovulation and I heard implantation can take up to 12 days so maybe it was too early? I feel like a fucking psycho for continuing to obsess over this but this time feels real
My parents house has mold and dust so bad that it destroyed my health and I don’t even have a room I sleep on the couch so it sucks that my (possible) baby and I won’t be accommodated or welcomed here.