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It's a very long story, and I don't want to get too into it. I posted here back in October, we worked through our mess until December. We both moved to NY with my parents *so I could get back on my feet money wise*. He left back to Georgia. I think he had another girl there. Everything that had ever came out of his mouth was one big lie. Every time his lips were moving was just a lie after another lie after another. Fake people, fake deaths, fake illnesses, his mother isn't really dying, no one in his family knew we got married *we were "sooo in love" we couldn't wait, got it done, then were planning on a big ceremony another date.*... his family didn't know we were pregnant (and they still don't know any of this).... I know he's cheated, and possibly was cheating on me with girls he met online even living here. He lost his job ON PURPOSE. He failed a physical for a warehouse job ON PURPOSE. He was not getting a job, ON PURPOSE. Knowingly I was pregnant and didn't want to work much longer. Well, I'm 6 months pregnant and I'm working in a warehouse. I can't afford to quit, and I hide that I'm pregnant. I think everyone knows by now, just doesn't want to say anything because I haven't. I work long hours on my feet non stop. Well, when he left, he strung me along saying it was a mistake. Blah blah blah. Pretended like he would be out with his mother, when really, he was out with a female. He strung me along for almost a month until I got sick of knowing something was going on but no proof. I got a hold of an ex girlfriend of his who spilled the beans. I was so heart broken I couldn't even think straight. She told me he's had a problem telling the truth since he was a kid. He admitted everything to me, and at first sounded a bit sorry, but then turned it around on me and made it seem like everything was my fault. This went on for weeks, and I told him I'd forgive him and blah blah. He said we'd make it work, but kept giving me reasons why he couldn't come back to New York to live with me. I finally told him either he comes back or forget it. I haven't talked to him in weeks now. Even when we were "working things out" he wouldn't look at the ultra sound pictures, not talk about the baby at all, when i wanted to talk about baby names he'd say he has to go, and just all this stuff.
I've came to the conclusion that he just doesn't want anything to do with his child. We got pregnant on purpose. He refuses to speak about the child, and one time I left a message on his mother's house line for him telling him I had to talk about our baby.. he flipped out threatening if I ever call his house again he'd call the police. I've called it before and left messages, even the day before, but when I mentioned the baby thing he went ape shit. He doesn't believe me that I'm going to get child support from him. He thinks that just because I've got little to no money that I can't and WONT waste my time getting a lawyer into this. Ha, is he wrong. I can't even imagine the look on his mothers face when she gets the details on what happened. From what I've heard, however, things like this has happened before and everyone in his family knows he's a pathological liar.
He's an evil man, from what he's done and lied about. I think he's a narcissist and I think he's got personality disorders on top of everything. He used me, he used my money, he used my time, and he used my family. Now he's bailed out. He refuses to work. He refuses to be apart of his child's life. He refuses to help with buying baby clothing or things for the baby. He left me in a tight spot. I've already got a two year old.
I want him to be apart of his son's life, no matter how screwed up in the head he is. As long as I know he wont harm the baby. I don't think he would. I really hope, no matter how bitter I am towards him for everything, that he's in his son's life. It'll kill me to see this child grow up without a father. No matter if it's just him spending a weekend out of a month with him. My two year old has his daddy, and I can't imagine my second son asking why his dad won't be apart of his life but his big brother's is. I cry for hours and hours just thinking that this man wont be in his life. We planned this child. I know how important a dad is, and to see my son know that his daddy is always there makes me so happy. No matter if him and I are together or not.
I really wanted to make a family for myself. Get on my feet, and have another beautiful child with the man I was madly in love with. I realized the day I found out that everything was a big scam and I started seeing who my husband REALLY was that I wasn't in love with him any longer. I lied to myself saying I wanted things to work out and I'd forgive him, but seeing who he really is.. I knew it'd never work out. I don't want to be apart of his life, I don't want to be friends, I don't want to be in contact honestly.. but for my child, I want him to be there. No matter how much I loathe this man right now. I just pray every day that he'll turn himself around, for himself, and then for his son.
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