Marzipan_girl
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Apologies for also posting this on 3rd tri...I just need all the answers I can get. If it's against the rules, please delete...
I'm in desperate need of help right now...I am at the end of my tether and feel I am cracking up. I don't know who to turn to or what to do.
I have had the most bizzaire pregnancy right from the beginning really. I guess the moment I found out I was pregnant should have forshadowed all the difficulties to come.
My boyfriend of broke up with me when I told him I was pregnant and wouldn't have an abortion. He did everything in his strength to make me have one...called me everything under the sun and only kept contact because I threatened with the CSA.
Sometime around 16 weeks when I had my gender scan (not sure if thats relevant or not...but he seemed quite thrilled it was a boy)he realised that whether he liked it or not, he was going to be a father. It was up to him to make the most out of it and be there for his son or just ignore it and live with that decision for the rest of his life.
He started talking to me again, and we started becoming really close. I was so happy at the change...he chose the name, started talking to my tummy...seemed actually optimistic about it all. I started spending almost all my time at his house because I felt safe with him and we got on really well most of the time. And even though he said we wouldn't ever end up together again, we basically acted as if we were in a relationship. He even said he loved me and Rory (our unborn son).
So the 1st trimester was horrendous. The 2nd was great. Then came the 3rd. I suffer from terrible depression and anxiety. As the pregnancy progressed so has my anxiety, and I started demanding alot more from him. I felt scared to be away from him, and wanted to be at his house all the time. He wanted space to do whatever with his friends. I felt angry and resentful, because I felt since i'm carrying his child, and we are in this together, he should be there for me.
At first I put up with it, and didn't say anything to avoid seeming so needy. But the last few weeks have been crazy. I don't even know myself anymore. I've become a madwoman and have driven him away completely. First with emotional blackmail ("I'm so depressed how can you do this to me!") and then progressing to outright blackmail. ("if you don't look after me you will never see your son, and I will be contacting the CSA!") It came to the latter when I was in hospital last week due to heavy bleeding. I wanted him to visit me...he did a bit then said he didn't want to drive all the way to the hospital and back as it would be 3 hours of his day wasted when he needed to do his work for his masters degree. Then I wanted to be picked up when I was discharged and he said he would...untill the last minute he told me to get a cab as he needed to work.
What pissed me off is he expected me to pay £70 for a cab so he could to his work rather than pick me up, yet the next night he went out drinking from half 6 untill the next day!
I was so upset, but I know it didn't warrant such blackmail. I shouldn't have said he couldn't see his son.
He has a holiday booked for vegas next week for 2 weeks. Because of the bleeding, the hospital want to induce me at 36 weeks on Monday. He told me all along he would be there for the birth and would cancel it if his son came early. Now he's gone back on his word. He says he hates me now, despises me. Says he wishes he never met me and i'm easily the worst thing that has ever happened to him. So now he's going anyway.
I asked him why he would do that, choose to go to vegas over his sons birth. He told me because it wouldn't affect Rory in anyway, the only reason I want him there is for myself. So I told him to piss off, and stay out of our lives.
He has now said...."fine...I cannot cope with this manipulation anymore. If this is how it's going to be for the rest of my life, then I cannot be involved in Rory's life. I will not sacrafice everything I have worked for to end up a bitter man fighting to see his son."
So here I am. A total wreck...crying my eyes out and not sure where to turn. I know I shouldn't have expected so much from someone who isn't my husband or even boyfriend...but he gave me reason to expect it with his promises. I felt safe knowing he was there. Now he isn't. I don't know what to do. I've driven him away and now my son doesn't have a dad. And I don't have anyone. Only my mum...who I am greatful for but all I really want is support from my childs father. All my friends are off to uni...i'm having a baby on my own.
I really don't know where to go from here. I know I am wrong. I know I have said the wrong things and used my child as a pawn to get what I wanted for my own emotional needs. And now it's too late. I have been in bed all day crying...wanting to die. I feel so alone. All I want is for him to call me and say he will be there...
but now he hates me and wont be. How can I get through this? How can I feel better? I want to die!!!
I'm in desperate need of help right now...I am at the end of my tether and feel I am cracking up. I don't know who to turn to or what to do.
I have had the most bizzaire pregnancy right from the beginning really. I guess the moment I found out I was pregnant should have forshadowed all the difficulties to come.
My boyfriend of broke up with me when I told him I was pregnant and wouldn't have an abortion. He did everything in his strength to make me have one...called me everything under the sun and only kept contact because I threatened with the CSA.
Sometime around 16 weeks when I had my gender scan (not sure if thats relevant or not...but he seemed quite thrilled it was a boy)he realised that whether he liked it or not, he was going to be a father. It was up to him to make the most out of it and be there for his son or just ignore it and live with that decision for the rest of his life.
He started talking to me again, and we started becoming really close. I was so happy at the change...he chose the name, started talking to my tummy...seemed actually optimistic about it all. I started spending almost all my time at his house because I felt safe with him and we got on really well most of the time. And even though he said we wouldn't ever end up together again, we basically acted as if we were in a relationship. He even said he loved me and Rory (our unborn son).
So the 1st trimester was horrendous. The 2nd was great. Then came the 3rd. I suffer from terrible depression and anxiety. As the pregnancy progressed so has my anxiety, and I started demanding alot more from him. I felt scared to be away from him, and wanted to be at his house all the time. He wanted space to do whatever with his friends. I felt angry and resentful, because I felt since i'm carrying his child, and we are in this together, he should be there for me.
At first I put up with it, and didn't say anything to avoid seeming so needy. But the last few weeks have been crazy. I don't even know myself anymore. I've become a madwoman and have driven him away completely. First with emotional blackmail ("I'm so depressed how can you do this to me!") and then progressing to outright blackmail. ("if you don't look after me you will never see your son, and I will be contacting the CSA!") It came to the latter when I was in hospital last week due to heavy bleeding. I wanted him to visit me...he did a bit then said he didn't want to drive all the way to the hospital and back as it would be 3 hours of his day wasted when he needed to do his work for his masters degree. Then I wanted to be picked up when I was discharged and he said he would...untill the last minute he told me to get a cab as he needed to work.
What pissed me off is he expected me to pay £70 for a cab so he could to his work rather than pick me up, yet the next night he went out drinking from half 6 untill the next day!
I was so upset, but I know it didn't warrant such blackmail. I shouldn't have said he couldn't see his son.
He has a holiday booked for vegas next week for 2 weeks. Because of the bleeding, the hospital want to induce me at 36 weeks on Monday. He told me all along he would be there for the birth and would cancel it if his son came early. Now he's gone back on his word. He says he hates me now, despises me. Says he wishes he never met me and i'm easily the worst thing that has ever happened to him. So now he's going anyway.
I asked him why he would do that, choose to go to vegas over his sons birth. He told me because it wouldn't affect Rory in anyway, the only reason I want him there is for myself. So I told him to piss off, and stay out of our lives.
He has now said...."fine...I cannot cope with this manipulation anymore. If this is how it's going to be for the rest of my life, then I cannot be involved in Rory's life. I will not sacrafice everything I have worked for to end up a bitter man fighting to see his son."
So here I am. A total wreck...crying my eyes out and not sure where to turn. I know I shouldn't have expected so much from someone who isn't my husband or even boyfriend...but he gave me reason to expect it with his promises. I felt safe knowing he was there. Now he isn't. I don't know what to do. I've driven him away and now my son doesn't have a dad. And I don't have anyone. Only my mum...who I am greatful for but all I really want is support from my childs father. All my friends are off to uni...i'm having a baby on my own.
I really don't know where to go from here. I know I am wrong. I know I have said the wrong things and used my child as a pawn to get what I wanted for my own emotional needs. And now it's too late. I have been in bed all day crying...wanting to die. I feel so alone. All I want is for him to call me and say he will be there...
but now he hates me and wont be. How can I get through this? How can I feel better? I want to die!!!