You have got to be fucking kidding me.
His friends are throwing him a fucking baby shower.
UH HE HASN"T BEEN HERE THROUGH OUT MY WHOLE FUCKING PREGNANCY.
what the fuck is this?
UPDATE
k Well the reason I'm pissed is because this is in spite of me. Sure me and him are not on the best of terms right now, and if you've read my blog you can see why. there are TWO sides to every story. and maybe I'm a little rude about his side but can't these people put themselves in my shoes?
1. He hasn't been to ANY doctors appointments, and hasn't tried. (I tell him when they are which is usually a month in advance, plenty of time to take off work)
2. If you asked him how many weeks I am, his response: 5 months.
(I'm 21 weeks by the way, but hey you all knew that!)
3. I have seen him twice since April. TWICE. and I'm carrying his child.
4. I get that he works a lot, but hes "hanging out" with other girls. Um.. if you have time to do that, don't you have time to baby shop or help put together a nursery?
5. How else am I suppose to react when he tells me he doesn't care about me and I'm crazy?
6. AND how am I suppose to feel when he lets his friends call me a bitch and a "snatch" uhhh excuse me, do you know me? have you met me? have you ever for one second of your life tried to talk to me or get to know me?
Like I said the story has TWO sides. I've been trying for months to understand him and where the hell hes coming from but its talking to the wall. I feel like I'm the bad one here. Am I? that I want to protect my baby and myself and give us the best life possible? am I wrong to be upset because hes hangin with his "bros" every weekend? and getting with other girls while I'm home alone pregnant?
Because if I'm wrong then someone please tell me. That person is mighty lucky shes irrelvant to me and my happiness because you can call me a "snatch" but whats that going to do? throw a baby shower, but as far as I'm concerned your NOT meeting my child. How dare you call me names, you don't know me. You should probably be ashamed once you find out the truth.
congrats on your humanity by the way, you're a real good person!
UPDATE
k Well the reason I'm pissed is because this is in spite of me. Sure me and him are not on the best of terms right now, and if you've read my blog you can see why. there are TWO sides to every story. and maybe I'm a little rude about his side but can't these people put themselves in my shoes?
1. He hasn't been to ANY doctors appointments, and hasn't tried. (I tell him when they are which is usually a month in advance, plenty of time to take off work)
2. If you asked him how many weeks I am, his response: 5 months.
(I'm 21 weeks by the way, but hey you all knew that!)
3. I have seen him twice since April. TWICE. and I'm carrying his child.
4. I get that he works a lot, but hes "hanging out" with other girls. Um.. if you have time to do that, don't you have time to baby shop or help put together a nursery?
5. How else am I suppose to react when he tells me he doesn't care about me and I'm crazy?
6. AND how am I suppose to feel when he lets his friends call me a bitch and a "snatch" uhhh excuse me, do you know me? have you met me? have you ever for one second of your life tried to talk to me or get to know me?
Like I said the story has TWO sides. I've been trying for months to understand him and where the hell hes coming from but its talking to the wall. I feel like I'm the bad one here. Am I? that I want to protect my baby and myself and give us the best life possible? am I wrong to be upset because hes hangin with his "bros" every weekend? and getting with other girls while I'm home alone pregnant?
Because if I'm wrong then someone please tell me. That person is mighty lucky shes irrelvant to me and my happiness because you can call me a "snatch" but whats that going to do? throw a baby shower, but as far as I'm concerned your NOT meeting my child. How dare you call me names, you don't know me. You should probably be ashamed once you find out the truth.
congrats on your humanity by the way, you're a real good person!
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