Here’s my story…
I’m 18 years old, and 3 months pregnant. The father of my baby completely abandoned me, saying that I cheated on him with my boss and that it’s really his. He demands a DNA test… which I will get when the baby is born, but if he thinks I’m gonna put that little life at risk, he’s got another thing coming. He’s blocked me from his life, Facebook \ MSN \ anything, I’ve gotten rid of my cell phone so I would stop getting harassing text messages from his friends, one of which wants to kick me in the stomach and kill the baby, or I quote in his words, have the baby in the alley, it’ll do you good. My father’s girlfriend let me know about this site and I was pretty interested. You all have really interesting stories and to know that I’m not alone in the least… makes me feel so good, but at the same time, I know that a lot of you are going through so much…
I started seeing my ex-boyfriend of 2 and a half years before I found out I was pregnant. When I told him I was pregnant, he was kinda excited. He thought it was his. Then when I explained that it wasn’t his, and he had no clue I had been seeing someone else while we were broke up for a few months. He was devastated. He started calling me every name in the book, saying and promising he’d stand by me anyways, and then telling me off everyday, making me feel completely useless. Then there’s my best friend who promised she’d be there, about a week or 2 after she found out I was pregnant, I didn’t see her, talk to her, or hear from her in weeks just when I thought she wanted something. I was raised by my father sole-ly cause my mom died when I was a baby, and he raised me pretty decent and although I tell him absolutely everything, I find this really hard to talk about.
I considered abortion. My current ex/boyfriend (whatever he is ), they both wanted abortions. Then when the baby’s father read up on abortions he really thought it was in my best nature to have it. I mean I didn’t wanna get rid of it in the first place, and its not someone else’s decision… Then my ( whatever he is ) tried to tell me that he was gonna take me to Cuba in December and ask me to marry him in the fall of 2011, but only if I’d get an abortion… That’s sick in my opinion… Basically, I kinda wanna get some of your opinions on this, or advice or anything.
Keep in mind guys, I really do love my whatever he is. I just don’t know what to think anymore.
