I met this guy in 2017 on December 24th, we started dating, and 6 months into the relationship I got pregnant, and his mother insisted I ab0rt it. The day I heard about it, I ran to a friend’s place because I had done one ab0rtion before and it affected me so I wouldn’t want to make another mistake. I was still living with a friend for months. I was already 3 months gone before the mother said I should abort it because he was still living with his mom when I met him. While living with my friend, my parents were looking for me because I ran out of the house. The guy neither looked for me nor reached out to me if I was fine or if the baby was. I called him one day and requested money, he said he was going to a party and that I should wait, and he would send money to me I said OK. Later in the day, I called back, and it was busy all through, so I decided to go to the house because the friend I was living with was very strict with food and errands, I was doing all her errands and chores because I was not contributing for anything financially. I got very tired of all that and the third trimester was dealing with me as well, but I couldn’t complain. I went to my child’s father’s house but on reaching there, he was with a girl on his lap.
The girl was the one busy with my calls, so I just went to the room, picked out a few of my things, and went back home to tell my parents that I was pregnant and was ready to take any insults from them. On reaching there, they were so angry but what could they do? They asked of the guy and his family if they wanted the child, I lied and said yes. My dad requested to see this guy. He asked him a few questions and he said he loved to keep the child, then I was already 4-5 months. After that day, I didn’t see him till I was 8 months gone. He came begging, I forgave him and went back to his place. I had my baby there but since after my child’s first birthday, I have been going through hell in his house. I was preparing to go back to school because I had an admission into the university. I started going off and on because of my child. The mother has been living with us, but I don’t have a problem with that because he’s a mummy’s boy and I’m still trying to tolerate that. However, that guy is toxic, a cheat, and a woman beater. He chooses his friends over me, he sleeps outside, and even as I’m writing this story he’s not at home. I don’t know what to do because I love him and I’m sick of this. I’m pitying my child; I wouldn’t want him to miss fatherly love. Please I need advice from your followers.
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