I don't exactly remember the date but it was in June of this year. My sons father asked me to go down to greenfield to do a DNA test on my son. Let me introduce you to some detail; I dated my sons father for about a year and two months, in 2005-2006. Everything was going well until I made pretty messed up decisions that hurt us both. I don't mean by cheating or lying, none of that. I was in the border line of failing high school. I took another year for senior year, which made my sons father upset, but in the long run he seemed OK with me doing that, until summer school; where everything changed between us. He appeared so distant, tempted to argue with me, and always made me feel like every time I tried fixing a problem, he would push me away. I knew something was wrong with him. Now, I'm not the type of person, when is in a relationship; jumps into assumptions or becomes skeptic. But for some reason, my heart told me to figure out before I got hurt. He came over to my house one night, to do a job in San Jose. The morning after he jumped in the shower, and my heart says to go through his phone. So I do, and I see the evidence that I needed to confront him, her phone number, I memorized it. I wasn't sure what to do, I kept going over and over in my mind what I knew was best to do, for myself. That same morning, I kept quiet what I saw. We drove off to work (at that time I had a job, too), I was quiet the whole time, he kept asking what was wrong with me, I said nothing to him. So we went along our ways, until in the evening where we met again. I told him he had to go home because he had to go to school the following day. That same night, though, I called his ex-girlfriend, who is the one he was seeing behind my back. I didn't know where to start, the first thing I asked was if she wanted him to keep him, but to leave me alone. I didn't want to be hurt more than I already was. She denied seeing him. we went back and forth going stupid on each other and calling each other names. I called my sons father and told him that I couldn't go on with this. He didn't seem surprised. Any who, the whole point is that, he cheated on me but he wanted to make it seem like I messed up in our relationship because I made stupid decisions regarding to school. He made me feel like I was worthless and ignorant. In result to all this, he didn't want to be with me, he impregnated me and made me suffer. He insisted I should get an abortion, he promised we would work things out and I believed it but then I figured out what his plan was. throughout this time, his ex-gf (today) and i had conflict getting along, we would message each other, basically talking ****. it made such a drama scene that made my sons father hate me. all i wanted from it was to know what went thorugh his mind when he left me. what made him leave me? what did i do wrong. why couldn't he just be a man and told me personally and not wait after i was pregnant, where the situation gets worse. any who, We met when I was four months pregnant. I showed to his house and told his parents I was expecting. They were upset but excited. Later on when I was 6 months, he impregnated his girlfriend.. I was very disappointed at the fact that he neglected my child and made it seem like he is not his. I am lucky enough to have met him through his cousin, which has part of his family on my side. That's not the point, the point is that, the day I went to get the DNA test done, I felt so weak. I wanted to burst down into tears and throw myself to him and ask him why he did this to me. Throughout these years, I have become a stronger person. He made me cry and suffer but I have realized that “what doesn't kill you, only makes you strongerâ€Â. I'm still here to this day and I still question his action for neglecting us. There have been times where I have decided to give up and take my life. But I take a look at my son and say, “if he doesn't care for us, why should I beat myself, wondering why he hasn't came back? I'm positive he's his father, why should I let a DNA test prove me or him and everyone else, what I'm sure about?â€Â. I wanted to really give in that day, but just looking at my son to his eyes, made me a better person, because not only did I keep my life but I gave my little one his life, and gratitude to his father.
but till this day i cry at night and feel so sad that at times I JUST WANT TO GIVE IN!!!
PLEASE HELP ME!
i am so sorry for those who thinks this is real long but its the only way i would get a good answer, if put in enough detail.
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