Encouragement/advice

I am going to be 25 weeks tomorrow. Lately I have felt so depressed (diagnosed before getting pregnant), like crying to my stomach saying sorry and thinking about giving him up for adoption. This is my second kiddo but there is a larger age gap between kids because of the experience I had being pregnant before. This time around has been very similar. My situation is a huge trigger. My SO moved us back to CO because it’s better for him to work here plus all his family and friends are here. I have no one, no job, now no money, my car is getting repossessed, my phone has been shut off 2 times, and I have no one to talk to about anything. I have been trying to get a job but it’s hard when you’re so far along plus I’m having some health issues with my heart. I try to talk to him but he just shrugs it off, he plays videos games all the time, when we do go out to the store or running errands all he does is text his friends and plan for what game he’s going to play as soon as we get home. I was sleeping last night until he came in the room at midnight and started blasting the TV and shaking the bed. So I asked home to stop and turn it down, he just changed what he was watching. I got up and slept on the (pleather) couch. I cried for over an hour because this isn’t the first time his comfort has taken priority and he doesn’t check on me or anything. We live with his family in the basement so the couch is theirs and I had no privacy last night. I have the choice to go back to my hometown and be helped/supported but I didn’t want to break up the family before the kids even born. I’m just so heartbroken and lost. I don’t know what to do. (Add on: he wants to go the club either way his friend on Friday, he’s a binge drinker and last time he went was before we got together because he likes doing body shots and told me “we couldn’t go to the club because I like titties in my face”…)