Like, I've wanted a baby since I was 17. I had a misscarraige about a year ago. And now, I just want one so I can care for it, and have something to live for. And look into it's eyes and just feel free and full of life. That's why I like babysitting little 4 month olds. I just take one look into their eyes and I see what they can be, what they're GOING to be. I want one so I can teach it to be free and loving. The guy who I had the misscarraige with is still in my life. I also had another one about couple months back. The father denied me even being pregnant, he put a LOT of stress on me and I lost it. And last night my friends throat got slit, and he survived [thank god!] but the first thing that he told me, is that he's happy to be alive because he has a family.
I just want someone to live for, and a child is the ONLY thing that will make me live forever.
Is this wrong?
I don't have a job, I live at home with my parents, I have no car, no liscence. But is this REALLY wrong?
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