doom and gloom

I woke up in the worst mood today. Last night Lawrence and I had a long talk about stuff like how he doesn't call as much or dote over me as much already, and we've only been together almost 5 months. Sometimes it feels like we've already been married for years, especially since we're not having sex. He's worried that when Ethan gets here we'll never see each other because I'm gonna be doing the mom thing, and he needs to work on his professional skills, so he'll be busy too. Today I woke up with the feeling that most marriages end in divorce, and the people who don't get divorced are miserable half the time, so what's the point? If we're already having problems, maybe it's not meant to be after all. Why should I put both of us through the misery? Maybe it's better to just end it now and avoid all the suffering. What's the point of even trying? What's the point of anything? Then I came home and didn't feel like talking about dinner, so mom got mad at me and told me my attitude better change before Ethan comes home. She can read me so well and knows exactly what to say. That was sarcasm. On the plus side, being depressed destroys my appetite, so maybe I'll lose some weight.