I was talking to my boyfriend this morning- like I do all the time. This time was a little different, a lot different.

He says he wants his children to call me mummy. He says he can’t wait to start a family with me. He says together forever. He says he will never leave me. He says he’s scared. He says he doesn’t want to get me pregnant just for my mum to force me into another abortion. But he says he wants to start a family with me more than anything.

He says I’m not the same. He says when we got together, I was really happy, outgoing, always wanted to go out. He says when I discovered I was pregnant, I was over the moon. He says he’s never seen me happier. He says now I’m always down, I’m always sad, I never want to go out, I pushed myself away from my friends, i won’t get close to the girls at college.

For a brief moment, I saw what I was turning into from an outside view. I was isolating myself from everyone and everything, and I still am. I try to pull him closer- begging him to never leave me. What am I doing?!

He says he thinks i might be depressed. I asked him what i should do. He said its up to me.

But how I am I meant to know what to do? I was going to see a counsellor but now I don’t want to- I don’t want to pour my heart out to someone for them to judge me.

I don’t want to go to the doctor’s, incase they say I am depressed.

I just want to curl up into a ball and cry. But at the same time, I want to be the girl he fell in love with, the happy, outgoing girl that has disappeared and no matter how much I search for her, I can’t find her. She has gone. But where?! Surely she’s got to here somewhere?