Hi, Id like to stay anonymous thanks. I was 1 month away from being 15 when I met my sons father. I fell in love literally the moment our eyes met. It was the first time in my life I had ever been shy and not know what to say or do, we started dating just after I turned 15 and a month after that I was pregnant. I dumped him thinking hed want a way out, being a 15 yo male, Three days later he was dating another girl, it broke my heart, he then got run out of town two weeks later. He called me before he flew back to cairns. (we were in Victoria) I hardly heard from him the whole pregnancy until he came back a month before I was due (absent for 6 months of the pregnancy). I got back with him because I still loved him and believed I could help him be a better person. I then moved to cairns with him, so he could be near his mum and brothers, (I was brought up to look after myself so I didnt need to be around my family like he did). And thats when things went down hill, he was always a stoner but he turned into an absolute ass about it, if he didnt have any it was my fault and I was verbally abuse because of it. He worked and would come home ignore me and his son and just go straight for his bongs, then his stupid Xbox. I tried for 5 months to get you to help me with our son but no your bongs were more important. So I told him he had three weeks until me and my son were moving 8 hours away to where my mothers family were. Ended up leaving after not even two weeks cause he didnt even bother spending the time with my son, hed just verbally abuse me the whole time. The day I left was because he threaten my mother and I. I was not having that so I called the cops and got him banned from the property. As soon as he left I packed up everything i owned and left. I texted him an hour after leaving that wed left and he of course did the whole crying Im so sorry shit. But to late I wasnt waiting for you any more. My son was 16 months old and you still hadnt even tried. So I left. It was the hardest thing Ive had to do, leave the one I loved with all my heart, but sometimes love just isnt enough. 8 months later he finally visited my son, and we started to try work things out, long distance. I was at UNi doing my year 12 cert and raising my son, I still stayed up to midnight to call you while you were on your way to work (baker), for over a month, only for him to ignore me for three weeks (my 18th birthday included) for you to text me telling me it was all a lie, you had a girlfriend as you had since two months after I left, that you loved her but you still cared about me. Three years later and youve seen you son twice with a two year gap. Yeah you really care. And what I hate the most is that no matter what you do or say I dont have the heart to deny my son his father. Its not about you its about my son. I dont want him to think I didnt try hard enough for him. Cause I still send you photos and updates (with no reply) try to get you to call him but even thats to difficult for you to do. I just wish my son meant half as much to you as he does to me. Sorry for being really long, just wanted to tell my story. My son is now four and a half, and he has been diagnosed ADHD and autism but i Wouldnt change him for the world hes so beautiful. I am now twenty and have just finished my cert 3 in child care and going to do early education. He is now twenty as well an is jobless living with his brother and is thousand of dollars in debt to drug dealers. Whos laughing now asshole? (sorry had to add that) thanks x
Posted on: Fri, 01 Nov 2013 13:30:24 +0000
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