Well it has officially been the worst week of my entire life. I am 28 weeks pregnant with a sweet…

Well it has officially been the worst week of my entire life. I am 28 weeks pregnant with a sweet baby girl, my first baby girl, my second child. My first is a 12 year old boy. My fiance and I have been together for two years. And it's been a very difficult, but amazing two years. Well Friday we both left in the morning, me for an appointment, him to work with his Uncle because he just lost his job and needed to make money. Well around 3ish he stopped answering my messages and I was unable to get a hold of him for hours, his mother had picked him up and was with him as well. Well his mother is a very very sick woman mentally and emotionally and has mental health issues, and is an addict and an all around awful person and she has done nothing but terrorize me for the last two years. She's gone out of her way to hurt me, turn people against me, ruin things and opportunities for me, done everything in her power to tear us apart and convince him to leave me and make him believe I'm a piece of trash when I have never done anything to this woman except try to be civil for my fiances sake. He even cut her out of our lives for most of our relationship because of the things she was doing and saying and the problems it was causing between us. Then we found out I was pregnant, and moved into our apartment, and started talking to her again little by little and things just gradually got worse. She went right back to the same old crap and craziness, and he was letting her get to him as he really has no one else as far as friends go since we moved and so on. Which I've tried to help him find some good healthy friends and spend time with good positive people. Well Friday he was ignoring me and I knew he was with her so I had a bad feeling he wasn't Goin to be home until late because she has a way of like kidnapping him, and he finally got back to me later that night around 8pm saying he was staying with his uncle for the night to finish up working in the morning and would be home early Saturday. Well I was really upset. For various reasons. We don't live in the best neighborhood, it was my sons birthday and he had the money so I couldn't go to the store for the cake or anything like I was supposed to once he got home, and I told him he needed to be home and we got into a really bad fight. Needless to say after everything that's been going on with his mother, all the physical threats I've been getting from her and all of the problems and fights and fights between him and I because of her and all he stress and crazy crazy drama I was at my breaking point and told him he needed to be home that night that I had had enough and had passed my breaking point. We Saturday came and he wasn't home and here it is 2pm, we'll he finally gets home and of course he's with his mother and I told him I didn't want her in the house, for very good reason. Well he walked in the door and put $5 on the coffee table and said it was for bus money if I wanted to leave, but that his mother and brother were coming in and he was packing all of his stuff and leaving me. That he took the money he earned that was supposed to be for our rent which we haven't paid that was due on the 1st of January, that he used it to rent a Uhaul and was leaving me. 7 months pregnant. I had absolutely NO idea why and was completely blindsided and just lost. I was hysterical and crying and begging him not to leave, which I've never begged a man to stay in my entire life. But anyway, my son and I left because I couldn't stand to watch his rotten psychotic mother pickin through our home and our life like a vulture tearing our home apart. Needless to say he took damn near EVERYTHING. He even took my stove and all of my pots and pans, didn't leave me any way to cook at all. He took what little baby things we did have so far for our baby girl, and was just gone. Well after all of that, talking to him the next day, he apparently has an apartment an hour and a half away back in our home town, where me moved from to get away from his crazy mother and start and build our lives away from her influence and drama. And he's saying he never said he was ending our relationship just that he was leaving, and is saying he just needs time and we need to work on things separately for a while before we go back to living together. However, our baby will be here in 2 and a half months. I know this is his first child, he is only 23, and I'm 27, and he had never lived on his own before we got together, he lived at home, never really had to pay his own bills in his own home, never had to worry about being homeless and keeping a steady job and could quit whenever he felt like it and basically lived at home with his sick mother, and just worked when he wanted money for things, partied all the time with his crappy immature small town friends who did nothing but do drugs and get messed up and we're going nowhere with their lives, and I can understand how he would be maybe getting scared and afraid of being a dad, and the stress of being behind in rent and bills piling up from not working, and all of the drama frm his mother and just everything. But I'm so lost right now, and he says he just needs time but it's like we don't have time. What is he just going to start this whole new life an hour away and then in a week or two come move back into our apartment with me? it's unlikely. And just everything is so up in the air and all messed up and just a giant disaster. I had to turn to social services for help because I don't work, and can't due to health issues, and I'm just left completely alone, with a virtual empty house, aside for some furniture and my 4 dogs. I don't know what to do, I now have nothing at all for my baby and I am terrified being alone all the time and at night now being pregnant, nobody would know if something happened to me or around to Call for help, I have to come up with all kinds of things for my home that we gathered over time together, everything I'm going ti need for my daughter, and all of the bills that are already passed due and am going ti be facing eviction if ny landlord hasn't already drawn up the papers. I just don't know what to do. I'm trying so hard to stay focused and stay strong no matter how bad it hurts and just focus on solutions and not problems and getting the things I need and somehow coming up with $500 before the 1st of February so I'm not going to be homeless pregnant, and with 4 dogs. I don't have family who I talk to, let alone would ever even help me, my parents are both just like his, my mother is exactly like his, a mental I'll drug addict, and my dad is exactly like his, a nonexistent alcoholic. And I only have like vry small handful of friends that I've made in the last 6 months that we've been in this town and they are both mothers and have their own bills to pay and are my age and paycheck to paycheck and can only offer moral support, which is more than enough, but I don't know what to do. I have nothing and nowhere to turn and now the one person in the world I did have to depend on and thought would always be there just abandoned me at 7 months pregnant because "he needs to find himself and just needs a little bit of time". Any prayers and positive thoughts would be so greatly appreciated. Just need a little extra positivity on my side and just really need God to take the wheel right now, and am just trying to be positive and have faith and trust that He will take care of me and provide for me like He always has