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My family (the ppl i live with currently) are all female, so it's biast. (even my brother, he's homosexual). But im faced with a life changing decision.
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Back story; My friend, My g/f and myself all moved out into a apartment, me and my friend were working at the same job, myself for a 1.5 years and him for 6-8 months. My g/f was bringing in housecleaning money, she only had to pay for a 1/3 of the rent, we paid the other bills in addition to rent due to the fact she did laundry and dishes ect out of choice.
Well, i lost my job due to a bullshit claim that i was "stealing" yet the reason submitted to unemployment was i had my g/f in the stockroom bringing me lunch. So, we couldnt afford the apartment anymore due it being 1015/mo rent alone. We moved out to rockford where it was 800/mo for a full house. I picked up a part time job at k-mart and things were semi-steady. I started to loose hours week after week. i went from 30+ to 10~ish. My g/f was not pulling in the amount of money that she was at the apt. due to distance. she picked up a job at a morgage firm, which turned out to be bullshit after a amount of time while was being presude by the FBI for fraud and tax evasion. so the latter checks started to bounce.
My friend got a transpher and was still pulling in enough money to keep us afloat IF, he contributed almost all his money he made. He was unwilling to do that and we left the house. My g/f and myself moved back in with my mother around july/august. At first, i was handling my bisness. got all my info squared away, was bringing food into the house threw church benifets and pantries, working odd jobs to get some cash together for my lisence.
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The cash was not staying with me though, i had to fork it over to pay for my g/f's medications, cigs and women products. I thought, "well fuck this, she's able bodied. Make your own damn money". into remission i went, for the late part of 2009, i did basically nothing. The sex was nearly gone, and if it was i wouldnt even nut. just spend a hour pounding away when she wanted it. if i was lucky i could sneak into a postition is could still watch TV.
My train of thought was, well eventually she'll either A) get a job, or B) leave me. At the point in time i could care less of what either happened. I was not happy.
Well here comes the life destroyer to every man. "i think im pregnant", and she was, according to the first clinic visit, she was 3 weeks pregnant, as opposed to the 6 weeks she was laying on me. She was on birth control the entire time we were together. Now, im not saying i never want a child, but when i do want one, i want to be living somewhere other then my mother garage, with stability and income. As it is, between the old bills, fines and tickets, and my apt lease. im pretty high in debt, over 5k but under 10k. So, we are not ready to bring a child into this world. To make matters worse, she is a heavy smoker. I personally HATE the smell of tobacco smoke (pot i can smoke all day thou
). She quit smoking for me back around the time we lived in the apartment, because she knew i hated it. Well, i had suspected she started again when she was taking frequent and long breaks in th bathroom in the apartment and more so in the house.
Her lesbo boss got her smoking again, and around 4-5 months after starting again, when we are moving her boss into a new house she drops "oh, you know im smoking again, right?"...real casual and shit. well yeah, the thought had crossed my mind, but i loved her and trusted her so i never accused.I was right with my assumptions, she had started back in the apartment. But, i opened myself up to be crossed, so whatever. "she had planned on quitting again". Now mind you, between the time i suppected her, and the end of 09', this was OVER a 1 year period. How do you plann on quitting, yet blazing threw over a pack a day in december??
Its Superficial. I wasnt going to break our relationship, which was still strong, over tobacco. I just used it as leverage to do shit she hated, like hide my pickles from my burgers under her pillow when she went to sleep. Or sit right outside the door and talk to her when she really really had to pee, but has some complex about she couldnt do it when i was listening really hard. ANYWAY,back to the baby.
Obviously, i dont want to keep it. Our current situation is unstable, she smokes like a chimmney and is under pain medication for a old foot surgery that the doctor said is harmful to the child. Yet she still wants to keep it. Her arguement is she dosent want to have to deal with the pain of aborting a baby (which when we had this discussion was the day of the 1st clinic visit, so withing the 7 week window that pill-form abortion is still viable.) I was going to just outright take the cigs away, but i didnt because she told me "abortion was still an option".. well she waited, and waited, and waited until pill abortion was no longer viable. and informed me she wasnt going to abort. Due the fact she had 2 miscarriges in the past, she dosent want to emotional guilt of "sucking this ones arms off". Trying to sell me on a bunch of pro-life propaganda on the internet.
So im crossed again with the cig issue. Now its not just a problem with me, its a problem with my unborn son or daughter. Smoking heavy in the first trimester, the most important. She throws at me "i know plenty of people that smoked during thier pregnacy..." Well that may be, but not with my child, i will not.
But fuck me right, its not like the baby is in me, not shit i can do about it. I tell around the 10th of december, if you dont stop smoking before the new year, were done. I will not sit idly by whlle she harms this child more. Well 10 till '10, and she buys 2 more packs from the gas station, basically saying fuck what you say. So its done, im single, im sticking to my guns. Not what i exspected to happen, but i guess she loves ciggs more then she loves me and the child. To this day, she has not stopped smoking.
She has moved out with her cousin due to the cold, even thought she was sleeping in the house with heat..so idk what cold she's refering too. As a hail mary, she needs money to buy her medication. I give her my gift cards i got for christmas, the only thing i got for christmas, so she can get her medication. She planned on paying me back in cash next time she went to her doctor, which was out her. I thought cool, i can have cash then.
I went to Le core don blue, chicago's culinary college. its what i want to do, i needed that money for the application fee. well she came by the house, instead of giving me my money, she takes the puppy we raised 2 days after his 1yr birthday. So, now im well off. rode my bike 10 miles to and from the train station in the dead cold for naught, and she now has the child and the dog. Everyone on her facebook is talking shit about me, like im doing the wrong shit.
Question being, do i make ammends with her for the babies sake, and try to hold a faux relationship. or go my own way and be the weekend father, like my father was. Im doing whats best for the child. i did not want a child, but its coming, and i have to provide for them. Its not his/her fault.
The ghetto side of me is saying she got you with the ol' keep-a-nlgga-baby.
forgive the numerous spelling errors, venting...
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Back story; My friend, My g/f and myself all moved out into a apartment, me and my friend were working at the same job, myself for a 1.5 years and him for 6-8 months. My g/f was bringing in housecleaning money, she only had to pay for a 1/3 of the rent, we paid the other bills in addition to rent due to the fact she did laundry and dishes ect out of choice.
Well, i lost my job due to a bullshit claim that i was "stealing" yet the reason submitted to unemployment was i had my g/f in the stockroom bringing me lunch. So, we couldnt afford the apartment anymore due it being 1015/mo rent alone. We moved out to rockford where it was 800/mo for a full house. I picked up a part time job at k-mart and things were semi-steady. I started to loose hours week after week. i went from 30+ to 10~ish. My g/f was not pulling in the amount of money that she was at the apt. due to distance. she picked up a job at a morgage firm, which turned out to be bullshit after a amount of time while was being presude by the FBI for fraud and tax evasion. so the latter checks started to bounce.
My friend got a transpher and was still pulling in enough money to keep us afloat IF, he contributed almost all his money he made. He was unwilling to do that and we left the house. My g/f and myself moved back in with my mother around july/august. At first, i was handling my bisness. got all my info squared away, was bringing food into the house threw church benifets and pantries, working odd jobs to get some cash together for my lisence.
--
The cash was not staying with me though, i had to fork it over to pay for my g/f's medications, cigs and women products. I thought, "well fuck this, she's able bodied. Make your own damn money". into remission i went, for the late part of 2009, i did basically nothing. The sex was nearly gone, and if it was i wouldnt even nut. just spend a hour pounding away when she wanted it. if i was lucky i could sneak into a postition is could still watch TV.
My train of thought was, well eventually she'll either A) get a job, or B) leave me. At the point in time i could care less of what either happened. I was not happy.
Well here comes the life destroyer to every man. "i think im pregnant", and she was, according to the first clinic visit, she was 3 weeks pregnant, as opposed to the 6 weeks she was laying on me. She was on birth control the entire time we were together. Now, im not saying i never want a child, but when i do want one, i want to be living somewhere other then my mother garage, with stability and income. As it is, between the old bills, fines and tickets, and my apt lease. im pretty high in debt, over 5k but under 10k. So, we are not ready to bring a child into this world. To make matters worse, she is a heavy smoker. I personally HATE the smell of tobacco smoke (pot i can smoke all day thou
Her lesbo boss got her smoking again, and around 4-5 months after starting again, when we are moving her boss into a new house she drops "oh, you know im smoking again, right?"...real casual and shit. well yeah, the thought had crossed my mind, but i loved her and trusted her so i never accused.I was right with my assumptions, she had started back in the apartment. But, i opened myself up to be crossed, so whatever. "she had planned on quitting again". Now mind you, between the time i suppected her, and the end of 09', this was OVER a 1 year period. How do you plann on quitting, yet blazing threw over a pack a day in december??
Its Superficial. I wasnt going to break our relationship, which was still strong, over tobacco. I just used it as leverage to do shit she hated, like hide my pickles from my burgers under her pillow when she went to sleep. Or sit right outside the door and talk to her when she really really had to pee, but has some complex about she couldnt do it when i was listening really hard. ANYWAY,back to the baby.
Obviously, i dont want to keep it. Our current situation is unstable, she smokes like a chimmney and is under pain medication for a old foot surgery that the doctor said is harmful to the child. Yet she still wants to keep it. Her arguement is she dosent want to have to deal with the pain of aborting a baby (which when we had this discussion was the day of the 1st clinic visit, so withing the 7 week window that pill-form abortion is still viable.) I was going to just outright take the cigs away, but i didnt because she told me "abortion was still an option".. well she waited, and waited, and waited until pill abortion was no longer viable. and informed me she wasnt going to abort. Due the fact she had 2 miscarriges in the past, she dosent want to emotional guilt of "sucking this ones arms off". Trying to sell me on a bunch of pro-life propaganda on the internet.
So im crossed again with the cig issue. Now its not just a problem with me, its a problem with my unborn son or daughter. Smoking heavy in the first trimester, the most important. She throws at me "i know plenty of people that smoked during thier pregnacy..." Well that may be, but not with my child, i will not.
But fuck me right, its not like the baby is in me, not shit i can do about it. I tell around the 10th of december, if you dont stop smoking before the new year, were done. I will not sit idly by whlle she harms this child more. Well 10 till '10, and she buys 2 more packs from the gas station, basically saying fuck what you say. So its done, im single, im sticking to my guns. Not what i exspected to happen, but i guess she loves ciggs more then she loves me and the child. To this day, she has not stopped smoking.
She has moved out with her cousin due to the cold, even thought she was sleeping in the house with heat..so idk what cold she's refering too. As a hail mary, she needs money to buy her medication. I give her my gift cards i got for christmas, the only thing i got for christmas, so she can get her medication. She planned on paying me back in cash next time she went to her doctor, which was out her. I thought cool, i can have cash then.
I went to Le core don blue, chicago's culinary college. its what i want to do, i needed that money for the application fee. well she came by the house, instead of giving me my money, she takes the puppy we raised 2 days after his 1yr birthday. So, now im well off. rode my bike 10 miles to and from the train station in the dead cold for naught, and she now has the child and the dog. Everyone on her facebook is talking shit about me, like im doing the wrong shit.
Question being, do i make ammends with her for the babies sake, and try to hold a faux relationship. or go my own way and be the weekend father, like my father was. Im doing whats best for the child. i did not want a child, but its coming, and i have to provide for them. Its not his/her fault.
The ghetto side of me is saying she got you with the ol' keep-a-nlgga-baby.
forgive the numerous spelling errors, venting...