I haven’t been able to read this fully yet (sorry) but even just having a quick read through I cant see how you can blame yourself. You have done everything you feel is right and that is your job as a Mom.
My situation is, I have a 4 year old DS. His Dad has not made contact with him now in 3 years. And though I feel this is exactly how it should be (as I don’t want anyone around my DS who cannot be consistent with him) it still cuts deep when I hear I am responsible for him not seeing his DS. As this couldn’t be further from the truth! I was the one who sought legal advice, whereas he just made out he had. Apparently I never turned up to mediation, which is funny really as how could I of known to be present at mediation if I had no knowledge that I was required to attend. It was actually a Solicitor who hit me with the hard reality that ‘this man is more interested in what you are doing and has no interest in your DS’. That was particularly hard, but what I needed to hear to stop begging him and allow him to prove himself to my DS. He never! And though it hurts, as time has gone on I have the most wonderful, happy little boy and that is down to me.
My ex left me when I fell pregnant. He spread around that I had raped him, slept with my boss, trapped him, despite being in a relationship for a while. He was physically, mentally and emotionally abusive and I was so infatuated with him I would do anything to make him happy. Everything but get rid of my baby. When he realised he could not sweet talk me this is when he left, and it was the worst time of my life. Three weeks later he returned and foolishly I took him back, desperate to have the family I had always dreamed of. The reality was he made my life hell. He didn’t help, paid for nothing, got me in loads of debt, kept willing me to lose the baby as I had a terrible pregnancy. Looking back it was terrible, his family fully supported him too and made my life unbearable. I was so depressed but as he told me, I had made my bed and I needed to lie in it and he reveled in me struggling and him being able to watch and laugh with a beer in his hand.
To cut a long story short, I painted the happiest of pictures but I hated life. I hated being a Mom. I adored my DS so knew I could never harm myself, but trapped doesn’t even come close to describing how I felt. He made me ill. I knew he was cheating. I was convinced, yet he convinced me that I was mad, so I got myself medicated. I honestly felt like I deserved this and that I was insane. Lets just say when I found out I was right about him, I didn’t feel anything but relief and closure on my love for him. However as a responsible adult/parent sharing a child with him I made his life easy to have the access. But he chose to stay away for 3 months initially, missing my DS first birthday. I always say there is the rejection you feel personally, but when you feel someone has rejected your child there is no feeling like it. Because that pain and guilt was so intense and my DS deserved a family I took him back after being begged. It was important we got on for my son, and we did. We were like best friends. We appeared happy. But things hadn’t changed. He was still cheating., lying, being abusive but I stayed for my son, despite me not being in love with him. Then one day when I felt totally detached I was done. But I left the door open for his relationship with my DS. To say he was erratic and inconsistent is an understatement. He would leave my DS crying at the door having failed to pick him up again. Yet when he did show up I would cook him his dinner etc so he could eat with his son and spend time. Everything had to be done at my house. Never in public or on his own. And looking back all he did was ask what I was getting up to and sitting on his phone. As my feelings had detached it was easy to not bite at him, but he always found ways to cause an argument to leave, which I was happy for him to do so, so my son and anxious dog wasn’t around it. After another while of no contact I get a message from him to say this is where he draws the line and choses his girlfriend. I remember saying ‘I want you to remember what you have just said as I will not be chasing you’. And that was that. I got an email 10 months later accusing me of stopping him. I reminded him of what he said and said ok lets arrange you to see him on this date, time, place etc…and he didn’t show.
Why have I told you all this, (and that’s honestly a brief overview)? Because it still hurts to this day, but I realise you cannot force anyone to do something they don’t want to. My ex lied, was violent, blamed me for everything but I am satisified I did everything I could to make his like and relationship with my DS easy. He did not want to know! Nor did his family. I sometimes look at photos and am reminded of how much I loved him, but quickly realise how much hardship he left us in and how I have those awful questions from my DS. In fact I have kept every message and email. I wrote a letter to my son for when he is older and man that was a painful reminder of how bad things were. So as selfish as I may sound, I am fully satisfied I have acted in my DS best interests by continuing our lives and starting over and creating a happy loving home. I want him to have realistic expectations of love and self love. It’s incredibly hard hearing a little voice asking ‘why doesn’t my daddy want me? Does he want to work and not see me?’ ‘ My daddy doesn’t want me does he’. I cry over it, in front of him as I don’t want to shield him from emotion. But I just say Mommy cannot answer that as I don’t know where your Daddy is, so Mommy cant answer for him, but you have so many people around you who love and adore you, so always remember you don’t need anyone around you who you need to ask Mommy where they are.
I am so lucky that my DS is so laid back. He will ask but wont push. He has been known to say’ I haven’t got a Daddy. My Mommy is my Dad and my Mommy is the best’. Which makes me feel incredible.
My point in all this is, to many people I am this evil witch who tried to trap my DS dad and because he didn’t want me I made his life damn difficult to see his child. All I can say is LOL. Biggest load of bullshit ever! And that’s what keeps me going. Life has made me realise none of these people matter. They make no difference to my sons life and I honestly don’t give a shit what anyone thinks of me as none of them have lived my life with that man. He is so lucky that people believe his bullshit, but that’s all he has. A fantasy life to hide behind the real fact his a piece of shit person. My son is happy, constantly smiling, thriving and doing well. If anyone wants to have an opinion of me then go ahead. All I care is that my son knows his Mommy loves him which I have no doubt he does. He tells everyone. Self love is so important and this is what I needed to work on to be the best I could be for my child.
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