OK, I am 27 weeks pregnant and all my boyfriend’s parents do is stress me out.
It’s like, OK, people give me opinions and I think about whether or not to do what they say or not but his parents voice their opinions to me and if I don’t do it, then they keep pushing and stressing me out just so I have no choice but to give in… My boyfriend says he tries to tell them to stop but I don’t think he does. He adds on to it with them by telling his dad bout problems we have, then his dad calls me to yell at me for being a jerk to him when it wasn’t just my fault… My boyfriend wants me to trust him and tell him things but everything I tell him, he runs off and tells his dad what I said and I’m the one getting an ear full because of it….
Does anyone know how I can stop getting stress due to his parents and him cuz I’m lost and got no one to go to that can help me!!!!!!!!
How do you go on with your life after an abortion?
When it’s eating you up from the inside out and you don’t even feel as if you are the person you once thought you were? I don’t know where to go.
It hasn’t even been a week and I already feel the regrets and pain </3
I was in high school my senior year when I found out I was pregnant. It was such a shocker, I couldn’t believe it. I told my boyfriend. He was so scared. We didn’t know what to do or where to turn. We were still in school, we had a future ahead of us. Our parents would be devastated by our actions, especially his. They expected so much of him.
My first reaction was I’m keeping my baby. I can’t do this. I can’t take an innocent child’s life away, but after thinking for a while about my future and everything in my life, I brought up the courage to tell my mom about it cause I felt so confused and lost. To my surprise, she was actually so supportive. I would have never ever thought she would be. A couple of days passed and I continued to talk to my boyfriend and get his opinion and think about it for a couple of more days, but I came to the conclusion I had to have an abortion.
My sister was the greatest. She supported me through it all. She went with me to the clinic, just walking in there you feel an uneasy presence. The nurse asked me what was I coming in for and I told her an abortion. She had this look on her face I will never forget. I got into the room so they could take a ultrasound and they nurse told me I was 14 weeks. I saw my unborn child and my heart dropped. I couldn’t speak or think, I just teared. I cried that whole night into the next day, which was the day of the actual abortion .
That was the day I would never forget and the day my soul would be torn forever. Me and my mom got to the clinic. I was having second thoughts. I didn’t know what to think. I was so frightened. The took me to a room, told me to change into the gown, the doctor came in and begin with the abortion . When I woke up, I felt empty, like something had been lost and I couldn’t find it no more, and that was my baby .
To this day I have so many regrets cause I should have listen to my heart instead of being scared , so really what I’m tryna say is, Think long and hard about what you gonna do cause your past always follows into your future ……
Had the first ultrasound Monday. It showed I was 5 weeks and 1 day preg (preg will probably be used from here out, to mean pregnant, to save time and space). I had them explain how that could be when I conceived just over 3 weeks before. The tech tried to explain how they add 2 weeks for some weird reason and that technically, babies are born at 38 weeks, not 40. So, as of today, Friday, 12-12, they say I am almost 6 weeks.
I got a call yesterday that I will see the OB, for the first time, on Tuesday, and then have another ultrasound that afternoon. Because of all my health concerns and age, he wants to see me, personally, before he goes on Christmas vacation.
OK, time for boring stuff: I got so mad, upset, and irritated Wednesday night. Not having antidepressants makes everything worse. Call me weird, obsessive, or whatever, but I buy all my consumable, household supplies/items once a year — tax refund time. Because I will not be having a period for the next 8 months and because my daughter is using Depo, her flow is minimal, I tried to take the 4 pkgs of pads we would have used back to WM (you know where that is, right?). I also had extra shave cream, feminine wipes, and hair conditioner. When I got my receipt out, they said they could not give me a refund because their return policy was only 90 days. Funny thing though… I also brought back a bra that was too small without a receipt and they gave me the money back for it. (??!!) So I am thinking that I will take the items that were not taken to different WM stores as I get to them and return them without the receipt. I do not get it. The pkgs are not opened and they are not things that will expire or go bad. They still have these items on their shelf. Pads, shave cream, and conditioner do not change much. What the heck, you know? I got so upset (because I needed the money) that I started feeling sicker (I have a bit of a head cold), having nausea, and back cramping. It scared me.
More stress: I have not filled you in on my daughter, nor will I say much when I do talk about her. I had to get a paper filled out to get her enrolled in the “Homebound” program through school. You may not understand, but she has a problem where she can not learn by the methods used at her school. I can teach her, what they mean to, in a matter of seconds as compared to her listening to them for an hour everyday. Because she is an excellent student otherwise, she fears doing poorly and will do so because of this. She has gotten to where she will not go to school. I got a truancy letter yesterday. Usually, this problem causes actual, verifiable, physical health problems so we have been able to keep her out because of them and have her keep up with her homework. It has gotten so bad for her that she panicked when I tried to take her to school Wednesday. I decided that Something had to be done right away. So, that brings us today. Her psychiatrist (which I do not think she Really needs), who treats her for depression (mmm, don’t know about that either!), completed the form saying she can not attend school and needs to be in the school’s “homebound” program (tutor comes to the house to teacher her – as is done for those children who are, mostly, physically unable to get to school, say after a near-fatal car wreck or who are in a body cast or these type things). She is more at peace and I am a little less stressed now that I know the school and truant officer will not be harassing me.
Getting tired. Got a lot to do too. Til next time…..
So I’ve decided to forgive myself. What other choice do I have?
Either I can sit here crying over a mistake I can’t erase or I can learn from it and move on. I know my mind isn’t right… because my heart isn’t. I’m just praying that God will send me someone that can fix my heart. I’ve been trying to do it on my own for a while now and for a while, things were going great but then it all just went downhill. I think I might need some kind of professional help from a therapist or something to deal with all my problems and emotions. I think next semester, when I get back from break, I’ll go see someone. It’s time for me to stop pretending I can do it all on my own… because I really can’t.
Mr. Right’s coming, but he’s in Africa, and he’s walking. -Oprah Winfrey
I”M 16 and I just found out I’m 3 weeks pregnant.
I’m really nervous. I don’t know what to do. My daddy hates me and my mommy said it’s my job to be a mom now and she really wan’t even look at me or talk to me then sat. My dad called and asked me to have it and give it up for adoption or abortion. Time I just got up and left cause I’m not giving my baby away or killing it. The boy I’m pregnant by is 18 and he said keep at if I kill it, he will kill me. And my mommy don’t like the father of my unborn child but when I have it, I might just leave but since I’ve been on here reading all of y’all problems and how y’all dealt with them. I’m praying my fam will forgive me.
