Everything happens for a reason.
I had dated the same guy for 2 years. Things started off great and then got bad super quick. We were toxic for each other, and although we did love and care about each other, we just weren't good together. But yet we still tried to make it work.
I live with this guy for about 7 months and our relationship got physical on both ends and property of mine had been broken. (MacBook) And that is when I decided enough was enough. I packed up my things and left without looking back.
Then things got difficult.
3 weeks after I cut all contact with him, I found out I was pregnant with his child. I was so afraid and super nervous. Didn't know who to turn to because everyone wanted me to abort the child, and I knew that wasn't an option.
Me and him (again) tried working things out and just failed miserably. He yet again physically abused me during my pregnancy and still that wasn't enough for me to fully let him go.
And then the worst day of my entire life had happened. May 8th, 2015, I went into labor at only 21 weeks and 2 days. And they weren't able to save her.
I will always love my daughter with all of my heart but is it wrong of me to see this as a blessing in disguise? She for one, wasn't healthy and she wouldn't have been brought into a good situation either.
I think even my daughter just knew that I needed to get rid of this loser.
But update: I am beyond happy to announce that I have fully cut contact with this person and have found an actual man who treats me like a complete princess and spoils me. I have never been happier in my entire life. And in a strange way it will always be something that I can thank my daughter for.
I love you Adelyn Rae. I will never forget you my beautiful little baby girl. Can't wait to see you and hold you again sometime in the future.
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