So, I've been AWOL because of major depression and early pregnancy fatigue. A few friends have said aloud what I feel inside--my situation is like being raped emotionally, mentally, and spiritually. Having been sexually assaulted before, I must say my emotions this past week have been quite similar. Now as I try to pick up myself, and pack to move back to the Midwest to live with my family as I regroup, I find myself overwhelmed with the daunting task of moving and packing. I feel like a weakling! Pregnancy is making this very difficult. In between sleeping and catnaps, just lifting and moving stuff around is exhausting. I still don't know if I will continue this pregnancy, but I do know that I am done with men. I'm officially asexual and celibate for the very near future, and I think if I ever get involved with anyone ever again, I will definitely be batting for the other team. To the lady who posted about the 94 cats, I really don't see having animals as a bad thing at this point. I've always been a huge animal person, and I'd rather be around animals than men--most of the women in the forum are single because of the betrayal and hurt caused by FOB, and kudos to you for wanting another chance at love, but I would much rather have the unconditional love of 94 cats than the deceitful love of a man who's ruled by his penis and not by his principles. Sorry if this comes off bitter, I'm still numb and hurting.