He is finally gone. I can't tell what really hurts, my ego that it's been three days and he has t even so much as sent a text after talkin how much he cared? Or if it's simply my feelings. My ego is like "damn how u let a nigga use you? Straight up use you?". I wonder and I know not to let any man move in again.
Rubbin my belly hopin my period comes this month. Closing my eyes I can c the trauma bout myself my kids and that unborn dead baby i put through. With all the stress, I wasn't able to carry. It's crazy cuz the thought of having an abortion had me really like ugh! The Universe did it for me knowing me. :(
So y in the hell did I not ask for birthcontrol? Always going to that point of no return. I'm smh.