I had my son 8 months ago in August, his father was kicked out of the hospital due to an argument with myself… he ended up getting into it with the security guards and was banned from the hospital I moved back to my parents house in October, I barely ask him for any help with our son. I constantly get called a hoe or degraded mind you he knows my sexual trauma. I’ve never cheated on him.. during my pregnancy he came up with a lie saying he paid for head because I had hg and was not in the place to give him some even cried when he told me than a year later he tells me it was a lie.. I moved back in February, I had gotten my Instagram back and he asked to see my close friends I said no simply because you cannot even see who he follows, it resorted into a huge fight and he left for the whole night. I haven’t been perfect by any means, but to be degraded and told “ postpartum don’t last this long “ or “ postpartum don’t do this “ when I’m lashing out due to all I’ve been through with him. He got me nothing for my birthday yet claims he did, has been purely hateful. He never thought to help me up the stairs one time after my c section, I had dropped something on his car floor and was told “ the same way it got down there it can get up “ 3 weeks postpartum. I just don’t know what to do anymore. I’m still helping him pay rent for somewhere I’m not even staying on top of taking care of our son.. I feel used and just heartbroken.
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I had my son 8 months ago in August, his father was kicked out of the hospital due to an argument with myself… he ended up getting into it with the security guards and was banned from the hospital I moved back to my parents house in October, I barely ask him for any help with our son. I constantly get called a hoe or degraded mind you he knows my sexual trauma. I’ve never cheated on him.. during my pregnancy he came up with a lie saying he paid for head because I had hg and was not in the place to give him some even cried when he told me than a year later he tells me it was a lie.. I moved back in February, I had gotten my Instagram back and he asked to see my close friends I said no simply because you cannot even see who he follows, it resorted into a huge fight and he left for the whole night. I haven’t been perfect by any means, but to be degraded and told “ postpartum don’t last this long “ or “ postpartum don’t do this “ when I’m lashing out due to all I’ve been through with him. He got me nothing for my birthday yet claims he did, has been purely hateful. He never thought to help me up the stairs one time after my c section, I had dropped something on his car floor and was told “ the same way it got down there it can get up “ 3 weeks postpartum. I just don’t know what to do anymore. I’m still helping him pay rent for somewhere I’m not even staying on top of taking care of our son.. I feel used and just heartbroken.
I had my son 8 months ago in August, his father was kicked out of the hospital due to an argument with myself… he ended up getting into it with the security guards and was banned from the hospital I moved back to my parents house in October, I barely ask him for any help with our son. I constantly get called a hoe or degraded mind you he knows my sexual trauma. I’ve never cheated on him.. during my pregnancy he came up with a lie saying he paid for head because I had hg and was not in the place to give him some even cried when he told me than a year later he tells me it was a lie.. I moved back in February, I had gotten my Instagram back and he asked to see my close friends I said no simply because you cannot even see who he follows, it resorted into a huge fight and he left for the whole night. I haven’t been perfect by any means, but to be degraded and told “ postpartum don’t last this long “ or “ postpartum don’t do this “ when I’m lashing out due to all I’ve been through with him. He got me nothing for my birthday yet claims he did, has been purely hateful. He never thought to help me up the stairs one time after my c section, I had dropped something on his car floor and was told “ the same way it got down there it can get up “ 3 weeks postpartum. I just don’t know what to do anymore. I’m still helping him pay rent for somewhere I’m not even staying on top of taking care of our son.. I feel used and just heartbroken.