Basic story is that partner of five years left me pregnant four months ago with a planned baby and has been an asshole ever since. It's been two months since we last spoke, though he's had a brief conversation with my dad about the return of some money he owed from our flat deposit, during which he never actually asked about the baby or anything like that. I've long suspected that he's been seeing this girl he met at his new job since he left (with something in the pipeline before he actually left) and I just can't for the life of me comprehend it. I've had my Facebook turned off for the last few months to avoid seeing anything unpleasant but decided to turn it back on yesterday as I've grown fed up of feeling as though I should be hiding away only to find that he's deleted all our photos and then subsequently blocked me, something I assume was triggered by the appearance of all our pictures on my account that he was tagged in, though I had already deleted him ages before when he and I were on semi speaking terms so it wasn't like I could see anything anyway. Still, he hasn't deleted any of my friends and one with a brain would assume that if my friends see something they would tell me so why not delete them aswell? =/
Reading this I know it all sounds so petty and juevenile, and we all know how ridiculous social media can be, but it's just another thing in the long line of shit I've had to deal with since he left, just another punch in the chest. Before we stopped talking he still maintained he was gonna be involved and would support the baby but I just don't see how it's even possible for him to be when he's taking himself so far out of the whole thing; how can I be expected to, for example, hand over my child for him to hold the first time when he's acted like he has, when he's so completely destroyed me and shown no real interest in this baby at all, despite being excited and happy about it to begin with? All of this is out of character, no matter how many times I look back on it I can't see a single sign of anything in our relationship that would indicate he was capable of this and he really hasn't got it in him to be that good of an actor for five years.
Worst of all is that I can't help still missing and loving him and I desperately mourn our life together. I'm in counselling but that doesn't take away this constant ache in my chest or the fact that I have to come home to my parents house every night instead of my old flat, and that I just lay in my room and cry everyday because I miss him and our dog so desperately. Ridiculous as it sounds, I have to avoid so much, like tv adverts and movies and songs because it just reminds me and it hurts. I keep busy, I go to work, i do lots of things to do with the baby and I see my friends often and do what I can but it doesn't take away this pain, and I just don't understand how it's so bloody easy for him, or why he's able to hate me so much. I'm just so heartbroken and terrified and basically feel like a pathetic mess.
Sorry ladies, just need a bit of sympathy today I think.