What hurts the most, was being so close. Having so much to say and watching you walk away.

Recently I had to watch my girlfriend walk away from me after we lost our baby through natural causes. It tore us apart and frankly I blame myself. I jumped in head first into a wave of drug dealing to get money so I could support the family I was being apart of and for once in my life I actually felt that I had done something right.

I got caught dealing and is already going through a long process of court hearings, where I will state my side to the evidence. I don't deny that I was selling drugs or beating people up for money, but at that moment in time I needed the money so i could afford things like a cot, babygrows, baby mittens and woolen hats. I was going to be a dad and for the first time in mine and Jenny's life we felt as if we had actually progressed through something. She lost the baby because of me. Because I'd most likely be sent to prison for anything up to life. What kind of father would I be if I never met my own kid. Because I was so stupid but knew I was doing the right thing despite what people said.

We've broke up again and I know for a fact we're not getting back together. She's lost weight, she's not sleeping, she's booked herself into a clinic which deals with mental exhaustion and depression. And I'm here. Smoking crack until I can't think straight, drinking cheap vodka so i don't forget. What kind of person am I?
Posted on July 15th, 2008 at 10:02am

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