How can the father of my child sit there and be so malicious. Sit there and be so hurtful. Sit there and says he wants me back so badly then tells me he’s been sleeping with a best friend of mine and then 10 min. later tells me he loves me and would never do that to me! How the hell does that? Someone so selfish, someone so inconsiderate, someone so hurtful and evil. I’ve done everything in my power to remain strong and diligent against his words. I’ve been keeping my daughter away from my depressed feelings and emotions and only surrounding her with happiness because that’s what she deserves.
HE told me he was in an accident last night at 10:30pm (already asleep) and got mad at me this morning for not rushing to his side!
Let me give you some background. He’s MADE me move out of OUR home multiple times (with my daughter) due to his lack of respect and concern for either of us. On labor day weekend he told me we were going to have a “family weekend” and he was going to take my daughter and I to the zoo and out to eat etc etc. Whelp, that went down the drain due to me not able to “satisfy” him (because I didn’t want to). He then went out and didnt go back to his place for 2, let me say it again, TWO entire days! Then Sunday night, began to beg for me back and I told him not at this time (as it was 11pm and I was asleep) he then decided to go to a bar, get a girl, bring her home and sleep with her in the room downstairs. While my daughter and I were asleep. How did I find out you ask? well.. because I saw her with my own two eyes as he snuck her out and drove her home, in the passenger seat of his car. I began to pack my things and my daughter to leave and spend a wonderful family day with MY family. HE then arrived and got upset at me because I wouldnt let him touch our daughter, but why you ask, well because he didnt shower or clean himself from the female he brought home. At the point he decided to spit on my face because of that.
I dropped my daughter off with my sister to watch her as I continued to pack my things… HE then picked me up and began to attempt to drag me out the bedroom where my things were. I was then locked out of the bedroom and had to call the police to assist with my belongings. He wouldn’t let me take my daughters crib, clothes, diapers, wipes and the cop was agreeing with him. As I stared at HIM in the eyes, crying, to please let me take her things he continued, “No, you heard the cop hurry up and get out.” I gathered my belongings and left and just a few hours later I was begged by HIM back and how sorry he was. I’ve done this plenty of times in the past with him and figured if I stuck it out with him he’d change for our FAMILY but, no. I was the one eff’d over and stuck in a rut.
Let me also say this, I am not the type of person what so ever to look for sorrow and sympathy. I enjoy telling MY stories because they relieve a little bit of more pain each and every time I tell it again. I’ve attempted to work things out with him multiple times and all were unsuccessful. I’ve finally had enough courage to block him from contacting me in any shape or form, it just breaks my heart every time I think about the future I had wanted and dreamed about for us.
My life now revolves and ONLY revolves around my daughter, Kaliah and HER happiness because that’s all that matters to me now.

