My most recent ex is a serial cheater. I left him yesterday. The twist? I am three months pregnant with his baby. I love the boy, I really do but I am starting to think I’d be better off being a single mom than to constantly feel broken and worthless. I had to face the facts last night while I laid alone in my bed. My best friend is hundreds of miles away, I am alone in this…and even though it hurts to admit I do love that boy. I don’t think I’ll go back to him though, but I never wanted my baby to come from a broken home like I did.
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