So that anyone who chooses to read and respond to this post knows our situation since we got our news I'll start from there to give background. Forgive me for the lengthy nature of this post but I'm feeling lost and am doing my hardest not to make a final stupid decision and need some help. So when the love of my life gave me the news she was pregnant my initial response was shock because she was never supposed to be able to get pregnant. She was born without one ovary and at 14 she had an ovarian cyst and upon removal they took 3/4 of her remaining vary. So after I recovered from the shock I pulled her into a hug and kisses her forehead. I told her we would get married and start our family. I was ecstatic. She told me "you don't believe in marriage." I replied "I believe in us." My lease expired literally the next day so I moved in with her so I could be close to her and the baby. This was our 6 week mark. We tell the family and friends and everything seemed fine till the 7-8 week mark and then she started blowing off date night and stopped talking to me. On January 2nd she tells me that the pregnancy was so sudden and that she is in a "weird" place and she needs time and space to figure it out and "hopefully we can get through this." And then kicks me out. I grew up in foster care and don't have a family to take me in, and I had been spending my savings to get debt free before the baby was born so she knew full well that I would be sleeping in my car for months until I could pay for another place. She then proceeded to block me from social media (frankly I could care less about social media, it's just that she went as far as to block me that bothers me.) before we found out she was pregnant she talked to me about everything, she always had my back no matter what. She is my best friend. I don't understand how you go from talking to someone you love everyday to no contact and throwing them out on the street saying you need space. It's been almost a week and I've heard from her twice. Once was a doctors appt where she wouldn't hold my hand when she got blood drawn (she HATES needles) and she wouldn't let me in for the ultra sound. It was brutal. I don't understand what is going on, and it's killing me. The emotional stress is literally affecting me physically. My ulcer came back. I was hospitalized Tuesday for a stress induced cardiomyopathy which I haven't told her about because I don't want to 1) stress her out and 2) make it seem like I'm manipulating her into taking me back. (She ended our relationship....) can anyone tell me what's going on????