I need to get out of the house. I need to get out of my dads house. im freaking depressed here. my husband cant even stay a full fucking weekend. why am I being treated like a fucking teen? why am I here in his house? why dont I have a freaking stroller to just walk off and come back when I feel like it. why does he stay by the freaking air force base? theres nothing to do. I have been without my husband for 2 weeks and doing this baby thing alone. My dad doesn't see how fucking stressful taking care if a newborn on your own feels. my husband cant even spend quality time with his child. then my husband left my dads without kissing me or Solomon goodbye. I want to move into my home now! my home isnt even ready.. I JUST WANT TO CURL UP AND CRY. but I cant because no one is here to watch my son while I have a nervous breakdown