Thanks all.

I guess it's partly fear of the unknown. And not knowing how I'm going to be able to work and take care of our D. And making ENOUGH money.

Our standard of living had gone up a bit when we moved less than a year ago. Now it's back to living in an older miserable apartment where I have to schlep laundry up and down the stairs. Living on a very tight budget without a lot of wiggle room. Never being able to fully relax, because I'll always have an unpaid bill to worry about or feel guilty I'm not being a present or good enough mom to our D.

And he can scoop in and be the fun dad, who always brings a gift and gives her treats.

I know I'm not a victim, but I didn't sign up for this $h!t!!!!