I posted this Tuesday about how my “boyfriend”/baby daddy of my four month old and I’s relationship (he’s 23 and I’m 19) hit another issue and everyone said we sounded toxic. So I decided to try to make friends, work on myself, and not worry too much about him.

Out of a moment of weakness, I tried talking to his family and I found out his brother talked shit about me calling me gross and is fake af to me. And that him and my “boyfriend’s” best friend are rilling up the situation, making up shit that like I blocked them or reported their posts (like I really give a shit??). THEN his grandma got him to supposedly agree to talk to me on Sunday/tomorrow. So tomorrow, I plan on calling him one time, giving him two hours to reply if he doesn’t answer, and if absolutely nothing, going to his house to just get my stuff. If he does answer, I want to apologize for being toxic too, explain that I’m getting on meds and have a therapist now, etc.

So now that I THOUGHT we had a plan, I figured to just let it be. That is. Until today. I realized my period was late. So. I took a pregnancy test. And wouldn’t you know… positive 🙃🙃

HOW TF AM I SUPPOSED TO HAVE 2 KIDS WITH SOMEONE WHO WONT EVEN TALK TO MEEEE.