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My senior year in high school was supposed to be sweet. I was going to finally get away from home, my boyfriend and I were totally in love, plus my grades were great and tuition was free. The only thing I thought I had to worry about was fighting to be Valedictorian. NOT!
In late November I find out I’m pregnant. No real big surprise, we were sexing like rabbits with no protection. I, with my naïve self, wasn’t worried beforehand, because he assured me I was the only one for him and “pulling out” would keep me out of trouble. Dumbest shit EVER, in hindsight. But I had no idea what I was going to do. I was headed to college, had always been the “good girl” and was too afraid to tell my parents. He tried to talk me into an abortion. I told him I’d think about it, but in the meantime he was going to ask his mother for the money for whenever I “finally came to the right decision”. ASSHOLE!
I get home from school a few days later and my mother is looking like she wants to knock my block off. Turns out, he had asked his mother for the money, she called MY mother and told her the situation, making it sound like I was hounding HIM for the abortion money. I tried to explain, but she wasn’t hearing it, which is pretty understandable considering the story she heard. My mother is totally against abortion and hearing that I was the one pushing for it broke her heart. Plus, there was no reason for her to believe anything I said when she had to hear about me being pregnant from someone else. I was so sick about her reaction. My mother had never talked to me like that before. I felt like the trashiest slut in America after she was done and this continued for WEEKS.
I had been going to the doctor on the regular anyway, but now that she knew, it stepped up full throttle. In the meantime, he’s being the “perfect” boyfriend, calling me all the time, putting up with my moods, bringing whatever I wanted, commiserating with me about the situation with my mother, even buying maternity clothes because my mother wouldn’t buy me anything. His mother (she knew how much I blamed her for how negative this situation was) even took me shopping. I couldn’t work anymore because my mom put me on such a short leash. I had to sneak to see him, and it hurt. I wanted this to work out so bad.
One night I called him and he was acting very vague and strange, rushing me off the phone and not answering when I called him back later. My 6th sense kicked in. I called my best friend to get her to go out to his house with me. Can you believe his mother, this woman who ratted me out because “that baby may be the next MLK” and swore she’d help me through both the pregnancy and the estrangement with my mom, came to the door and wouldn’t even open it?!? Just said “he’s not available” even though I see his car outside and had basically just got off the phone with him (he kept picking it up and hanging up without saying anything). And they lived in a cul-de-sac, so I knew all the cars that were usually parked there and there was one that didn’t belong. My best friend and me get resourceful (he never locked his doors) and take his pager out of his car. I get home and call all the numbers to see what the deal is. I only got an answer from one person. She tells me that SHE bought the pager for him and she’s pregnant by him too! She says she’s living in a shelter with her other two kids and he promised her that once he got on his feet, they’d get a house and be a family. I was devastated. I explained my situation and asked if she was over at his house that evening. She hadn’t seen him in a week! Of course all hell breaks loose. You’ve got two women pregnant and you’re creeping with someone else? Whoa. I haven’t seen a sitcom as bizarre as this.
The next day I had another doctor appointment. He was supposed to go with me because it would be the first time we heard the heartbeat, but because of the night before, I had to go alone. My doctor couldn’t find a heartbeat. He sent me to a hospital for X-rays. I couldn’t take it anymore and called my mom to go with me. They confirmed my baby was dead inside of me, and that I would have to wait until he finally dispelled himself (in my dream it was a boy). My boyfriend got the “abortion” he wanted anyway. The most heartbreaking part was hearing my mother say “its for the best”. I’ll never get over that.
In the end, she had his 1st son, I lost my baby and a LOT of the respect my mother had for me at the time. It took a long time to earn that back. I will never forget the despair of basically going through a miscarriage alone, without my boyfriend OR my mother. I did go to college, but I lost the drive to fight for Valedictorian and ended up so depressed I dropped out of school 2 years later. That was 10 years ago, and to this day, whenever I see him, I feel like I’m reliving it all over again.
-Reborn
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Comments
oh my gosh! i thought my story was bad..i'm so sorry you had to go through that. however your mother was right in a sense,it wasn't better that you had to go through this pain. but it was better that you found out about him at that time then later when you would have truly wasted your life. keep your head up, when you pass him by smile..he's not worth remembering, use the negative as strength
you should had that nigga wear a condom. You are not getting any compasion from me, I seen these same stories unfold daily.
I feel for ya, the past is the past and if you are telling the story it's already behind you. If you got a full ride to college you must have book smarts, that's something you don't loose. You are human and you got played, that was 10 years ago. I pray you find the strength to get on with your life or you'll be writing the same blog (or whatever the in thing will be then)10 years from now. Time is the only thing you can't get back, you have already wasted 10 years don't wast 10 more.
That is was a sad story. I think you should go back to school. Anything is possbile when you put GOD first. Your mother, him, and his mother were not very supportive.
Do not let what the devil did in your past, hinder your future.
Word of wisdom. The devil is a liar. God has great things for everyone. All you have to do his believe in him and put him first in your life.
Hold ya head baby girl, that nigga ain't shit obviously, keep your head up, get back to school and find yourself a decent, honest man. Come to the UK its fulla them.
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I understand that story to the fullest I was the guy in the story. And I was the one that wanted my son but he was a still born. I, like you, gave up but I got drive and not only finished college but earned my Master's in Nursing. I did all this by 35 yoa. So it me almost 20 years to rebound , do not wait , life is short, just be thankful for what you do have! and remember love faces you every morning n the mirror.
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I understand it is painful and you probably left out a lot of stuff that happened in between that made it that much more painful but you gotta do this for yourself and go back to school! Get your degree and get the hell out of there! You have what it takes to get a full scholarship so you must be smart. Please don't let that go to waste. It's common to hear that women go through depression after an miscarriage but you have to be strong. You can do it, forget him baby and move on
Posted by Jessus March 29, 2006 12:22 PM