Does it get easier to accept you were used & knocked up? Does it get easier to know that your sons dad wants nothing to do with him or the baby? Does it get easier to know his family don’t want anything to do with the baby? Does it get easier to know they hate him because he’s half black? My heart his heavy. They go on and they live their lives without a thought for my son. They openly hate him. They openly hate me. They openly hate us. They don’t care how they have made me feel. Or how my son will feel. I hate myself because I wasn’t good enough. Maybe if I was prettier or maybe if I wasn’t black.