I havenāt been on here in over 5 years but I found my way back. Hereās an update about me. I went into a deep dark depression in high school because my mom was dating this guy for about 3 years, she always chose him over her kidsā¦ do you want to know what it took for them to officially separate? not him never having a job and him living off my mom, not him being 10 years younger than my mom, not him taking my phone like he was anyone to me, or him talking shit to me all the time, or him beating my mom or him driving erratically with 3 of his kids including myself, my brother and sister and his nephew heavily intoxicated while beating my mom in the back seat and then pulling over to fight me a sixteen year old girl because I was defending her and screaming at him to stopā¦ no, none of that separated my mom from him, it was the day she found out heād been molesting my baby sister. I hated her for years, a part of me still does, she had the power to stop it before it even happened but she instead chose to put my sister through a trauma that will stay with her forever, and her other kids through trauma for her own selfish needs. He never got in trouble for it by the way, in fact he ended up having a new born girl shortly after (I pray for that child). After that ended it got a little better, my sister went to therapy and I somehow managed to get through high school and graduate. I stared college and shortly after met a boy. We were inseparable after we met we fell in love so quick, well I did at leastā¦ he was my first everything, my first boyfriend, best friend, love, he took my virginity. About 7 months later I moved in with him and his mom because my mom moved to San Diego for a better life and so my sister can be at peace without ever having to run into her abuser. Life was good he got a new job and each time it was a better opportunity, I had 2 different jobs in that duration. We eventually moved into our own place and finally had created our own life. On November 23rd 2020, we got married. A typical marriage/relationship. Sometime in November 2021 we closed on that same home we moved into together in 2017. In October 2021 we got pregnant with our first baby but shortly after, a day before Christmas we found out our baby had died. Thatās when things slowly started to change between us. Weād grown apart and distant. We still stayed to together because of course we love each other. Then surprise, come February weāre pregnant again, lifeās greatā¦ on my endā¦ heās grown distant, started arguing with me all the time I felt he was pushing my away, he always had his phone on him and started tucking it under the foam mattress topper under his pillow and I knew something was up. One night when I finally got the chance to go through his phone I found a note he didnāt delete all the way and it was him saying he was thinking about this girl and that he missed talking to her and that he was āobviously very attracted to herā and that he wanted to pick up where he left off. Turns out it was a girl I had told him not to talk to that he started work with a month prior. Not only was he still texting her and behind my back and deleting everything for weeksā¦ but he had caught feeling for her. It was 2 AM and I woke him up as d asked what it was, he then said it was a woman he met on his route (heās a mail carrier). I was devastated. Never in my life would I have thought he would have done something like this to me. Not him. He always said he wouldnāt ever be able to live with himself he just wasnāt that kind of person so it was and still is unbelievableā¦ a few hours come to find out he lied about it being a girl on his route and it was in fact the girl I told him not to talk to from the beginningā¦ he was scared to tell me it was her because he knew I had asked him not to talk to her from the beginning. We worked it out, itās only been a week and a half since then but it eats away at me everydayā¦ every single day I think about him talking to her or I think about what they would text aboutā¦ Iām always suspicious that heās hiding somethingā¦
