Rant about my bf leaving me when I told him I was pregnant.

I just felt like writing what I couldn't say to him.

We don't know each other for a long time, I know. And we've only been dating for 6 months, yes, it's "nothing" like you said. We weren't expecting this, I wouldn't call it an "accident", but it happened, and we're adults, or so I thought. I'm 33, you are 38. We are supposed to be responsible enough, but here you are, leaving me pregnant and alone, with your damned excuse of " I told you I wasn't ready to have kids ", YES ! Neither was I, but contrary to you, I bear the consequences of what I've done.

It's been a month now, you completely disappeared from the surface of earth.
I didn't ask for much. I didn't ask you to marry me right away, or to give me money, or even to help me raise them. I just wanted you to be their father, not even "dad", father; because yes, there is a big difference between these two.

All the promises, all the love, all the dreams. I know they weren't a lie, but I also know now how ephemeral it was.
I thought that this kind of stories, only happened in books and movies, but...It seems not.

You know what ? I don't need you.
I'm gonna raise them on my own, I'm gonna kick asses as a single mom and they will grow up to be some badass human beings.
And I will love them unconditionally.
They won't even feel the need to have YOU as a father.
But I hope, not matter how much time flies by, that the memory of the children you left behind, YOUR children, from your own blood and skin, will haunt you forever.