Thin line between love and hate
I hate the father of my child sometimes.
But by hating him I hate my self because that's who I chose to be with. He has other kids too but he's a selfish lying abusive person. He's cocky and he's forgotten that before he had anything he had nothing and that I was there. I sometimes regret the decision I made to be with him but I have no choice now since we have a kid but I fantasize about a time where I was no longer without him and it was just me I had to take car of now I feel stuck with this a****** who doesn't appreciate me or anything I do. Even though I have a group of men that would love to be with me I can't let him go. But I will always hold a grudge with him for not supporting and taking care of me and our child so sometimes I secretly hate him.