Dear fiancé

Breanna • Jayce's mom💙 2 Babies in Heaven 👼👼; Don't take shit from petty ass bitches 💁🏼‍♀️

Dear fiancé,

We’ve been together now for 4 years. Have a wonderful 1 year old and I’m currently 27 weeks pregnant. I remember when we first meant and how we were so in love. I remember the first apartment we got. It was so small but it was perfect because it was ours. We had our first miscarriage there and then that’s where I got pregnant again with our now son. We were happy and I was happy where I was at in life. Fast forward to the past 10 months are so. Things started to go down hill. Fighting, leaving each other constantly, tears oh so many tears. I remember when I was 11 weeks pregnant I started bleeding at night before we were off to bed and you made me have my miscarriage by myself. You were sleeping in bed and I was in the bath crying in pain, crying holding my dead fetus while you were sleeping. But you were mad at me because I had blood all over the bathroom and hallway floors from bleeding so much.. I remember all the times you left and never came home from your friends house because we were fighting. I remember crying on the bathroom floor or on the couch all night long until I fell asleep. But I forgave you. We ended up pregnant again and these last 6 months has been the worst in my life. We fight constantly. I cry oh I cry so much. I ask god why every day. Why we can’t just get along and not fight. I try to stay strong for our son. He looks at me all the time while I’m crying and he looks lost.. you’ve hurt me so many times not physically no but mentally and emotionally, you have. I’m not saying I’m perfect because I’ve said somethings to that I know have hurt you, but I can promise you that you’ve hurt me way more times then I have you. We don’t sleep together, you sleep on the couch. I watch my phone all night long hoping you’ll text me to say that you love me and you want to fix this.. All I know is I love you with all my heart even though we fight and things are really rough, but I also know I gotta leave you so my son can see mommy happy again.. Sunday is the day I’m moving out and I just want you to know how hurt I am and lost and scared this journey is about to be. Everyone tells me time heals everything but I just wish things were different ..