I could never tell a soul this so i suppose me being anonymous helps to put it out there. to maybe learn i’m not alone. but i’ve never grasped the concept of loving to be a parent. i actually hate it. i love my child more than anything else in the world but i’ve always known i’d never not be selfish enough to be a parent yet here i am. my depression is pretty minor whenever my child is at the other parents house and i fucking hate that that’s my reality. i feel awful and don’t deserve to even be a parent. i wasn’t connected to my pregnancy, or ever felt i had that “mother gift” i get so annoyed to have to do the bare minimum like make my child food or literally anything. can this be fixed? my child is loved, safe, healthy and happy i just wish i didn’t have to fake me being a good mom. 💔