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I have been in love with a man for seven years now, like a fool perhaps. I met him when I was 16 years old and we were best friends for about a year. We ended up together as a couple and I was so happy. We got engaged and found out we were having a baby about three years later. Things were great for a while then it all changed.
I believe he lost interest or couldn't put his pride aside and say he was wrong. Anyway our daughter is now 3 years old and since she was born I have only received about $800 (that's being generous). No quality time, nothing but heartache after heartache and constant let-downs. We were a couple for the first year of our daughter's life at which point he started drinking heavy again, doing drugs and going off with other women. So I did what anyone with any sense would do. I tried to move on. He had his life and I was trying to figure out who I was.
At that point he was everything that I knew. I was lost and confused, so I tried to find myself any way I could and in the process went through two less than perfect relationships. About a month ago I moved back into my mother's house with our daughter and wouldn't you know it, I ran into him again (perfect timing for him). He is married now, but he told me that he really wanted his old family back.
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