DessyMarie
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Hi girls, my name is Destiny
I am new to this thread, and am so thankful I have found it. I've been creeping others posts from this year and years ago. I'm finally ready to introduce myself and speak up, because I fear if I don't, I'll only become more depressed.
This is going to be long, so I apologize. My OH and I split 4 months ago after our daughter's first birthday party. Things had been rocky for a long time coming, and if truth be told, I stuck around to make sure her birthday wouldn't be ruined for anything. We were together nearly 3 years. We had lived together after finding out we had bubs on the way. In that time, we had broken up once previously about a month after our daughter was born, because he had lied our entire relationship about numerous things, wasn't supportive, was smoking marijuana, selling it, growing it ect. After 4 months of not being together, I was over it because I was able to go out and do my thing and not worry.
So this time around, it came to a point where he had physically harmed me one too many times while I was pregnant and after. He had held knives to my throat, choked me, punched me, split my lip, left numerous bruises. The worst was spitting in my mouth. I dealt with verbal abuse everyday.
On top of all this, once he lost his job in March of 2012, he never did end up working again. I was the only one working and supporting us. He didn't cook, didn't clean, and took off with his friends every chance he got. By the way, he was still smoking marijuana a couple times a day behind my bakc whenever I was not home.
August 2012, just before my daughters first birthday, I fell pregnant by him. Again, after my daughters birthday I left him as I could not handle it anymore. So now I've been going through this pregnancy alone, while trying to put up with him putting me down, telling me to have an abortion, running after a 1 year old, working full time, paying my rent and bills, and receiving no help from him financially.
I'll admit, he does take our daughter 50 percent of the time which sometimes I'm greatful for, and other times hate. He has no interest in this new baby though. I just feel completely alone... depressed even. I'm constantly crying and wishing he would just grow up. I know it will never happen though. I guess I wonder too if I should even bother letting him in the birthing room since he's done nothing for this new baby and I, or even the daughter he has now.
All he does these days is sit on his butt, go out with his friends, go to the club, smoke weed and drink. Here I am taking all the responsibility. I guess I just really needed someone or people to talk to that are also going through this. I can't even begin to explain how heartbroken I've been feeling.
And on a side note... I've just turned 20 this past October, and he's nearly 25(June)..
So sorry for the LONG rant, I had to get it out though and tell it properly.
Would love to have buddies to talk to, from what I see... this forum provides great support and an amazing non-judgmental place to vent, and help heal each other.
I am new to this thread, and am so thankful I have found it. I've been creeping others posts from this year and years ago. I'm finally ready to introduce myself and speak up, because I fear if I don't, I'll only become more depressed.
This is going to be long, so I apologize. My OH and I split 4 months ago after our daughter's first birthday party. Things had been rocky for a long time coming, and if truth be told, I stuck around to make sure her birthday wouldn't be ruined for anything. We were together nearly 3 years. We had lived together after finding out we had bubs on the way. In that time, we had broken up once previously about a month after our daughter was born, because he had lied our entire relationship about numerous things, wasn't supportive, was smoking marijuana, selling it, growing it ect. After 4 months of not being together, I was over it because I was able to go out and do my thing and not worry.
So this time around, it came to a point where he had physically harmed me one too many times while I was pregnant and after. He had held knives to my throat, choked me, punched me, split my lip, left numerous bruises. The worst was spitting in my mouth. I dealt with verbal abuse everyday.
On top of all this, once he lost his job in March of 2012, he never did end up working again. I was the only one working and supporting us. He didn't cook, didn't clean, and took off with his friends every chance he got. By the way, he was still smoking marijuana a couple times a day behind my bakc whenever I was not home.
August 2012, just before my daughters first birthday, I fell pregnant by him. Again, after my daughters birthday I left him as I could not handle it anymore. So now I've been going through this pregnancy alone, while trying to put up with him putting me down, telling me to have an abortion, running after a 1 year old, working full time, paying my rent and bills, and receiving no help from him financially.
I'll admit, he does take our daughter 50 percent of the time which sometimes I'm greatful for, and other times hate. He has no interest in this new baby though. I just feel completely alone... depressed even. I'm constantly crying and wishing he would just grow up. I know it will never happen though. I guess I wonder too if I should even bother letting him in the birthing room since he's done nothing for this new baby and I, or even the daughter he has now.
All he does these days is sit on his butt, go out with his friends, go to the club, smoke weed and drink. Here I am taking all the responsibility. I guess I just really needed someone or people to talk to that are also going through this. I can't even begin to explain how heartbroken I've been feeling.
And on a side note... I've just turned 20 this past October, and he's nearly 25(June)..
So sorry for the LONG rant, I had to get it out though and tell it properly.
Would love to have buddies to talk to, from what I see... this forum provides great support and an amazing non-judgmental place to vent, and help heal each other.
