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Well here goes... My ex and I had been together for approximately five years before it all went wrong and things ended up the way they are now. When we first got together, she was 16 and I was 21, we were basically soul-mates (or so I thought).
Around June 2006 we discovered she was expecting our first son. We were was so scared but at the same time very happy. It was a difficult pregnancy however and she became moody and miserable, even though I was supportive and did the best I could to help. I put all this down to hormones at first but it became much worse later on when our son was born. In the end she was diagnosed with depression and given anti-depressants.
She took these for about six weeks then stopped them suddenly for no reason and became worse again. We were looking to move to a bigger house at the time because we were living in a tiny rented place with one bedroom. This was becoming hell to live in with a baby so in the end we bought a two bed house together.
The cost of running the new house became a huge strain as she had to cut her working hours to just 2 hours in the evening. So I decided it was time to go back to college in order to earn more money. A few days later she announced that she has just signed up too. "Great" I thought, but what about the baby? We discussed this with her mum who then agreed to give up work to look after the youngster. We thought that this might be just what my partner needed to get back to her old self.
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