My husband is an insecure jerk
I am 22-years-old and just had my second child six weeks ago (my first is 19 months). I have had problems with depression for almost ten years, and had been taking antidepressants for two years before I got pregnant last March and I stopped cold turkey because I thought I didn't need them anymore. Well, soon after I found out I was pregnant, my husband became a lunatic. He worked three blocks away at the time, but swore that someone was coming over. If I went to my mom's house or my cousin's house, I was either just using them as an alibi, or meeting a guy over there. I started a job as a loan agent, which is a commission only job and I made my own hours. He would call my job, and say that he was hearing weird noises in the background and how did he know that someone wasn't there with me? He would make comments about me giving someone oral sex in my office (Never mind that I had a window and the door was made of glass). And it seemed like the further I got into my pregnancy, the more jealous he got. He accuses me of sleeping with all sorts of unknown guys, just because he saw a guy outside. And this would make sense if we lived in a house, but we live in an apartment complex with over 100 units, 8 of them in our building, and the stairs are right in front of our door. He kept packing up and leaving because I wouldn't admit that I was cheating. He says that he doesn't need proof he knows that I'm cheating. He always wants to have sex, and if I say no, then I must be giving it to someone else, even when I was days away from my due date.
Recently, I have been experiencing symptoms of Post Partum Depression and have been trying to get treatment, but have been having problems with my HMO. I try to talk to him about my feelings, but he thinks that he has to try to "solve" my problems with sex, which I obviously don't want. I have given him pamphlets and shown him websites, which he just skims over and pretty much doesn't believe. He insists that I make myself feel this way and threatens to leave me if I don't "get over it". I try to explain the constant unhappiness, that I don't feel any joy from anything, not even my babies, and that I need to get real help, but for now, I just need to talk. He then takes these vulnerable moments as opportunities to verbally attack me, saying that I don't want the kids because I didn't have them with a black man (he's half white/Mexican, and I'm Black), or that I'm crying because I must've cheated and now feel guilty. I don't know what to do. I've already attempted suicide three times in the last month, and each time he stops me, but what does he save me for? To keep living like this, and made to feel even more worthless than I do already? I can't take it anymore, but I love him, and don't want to leave. Why can't he just be the man I married, and not this jealous creep?:(