For 5 years I have put up with my daughters father treating me like a dog he hates.
At least that's how he makes me feel. He confesses his undying love for me via text late at night when he's drunk.
When I was pregnant and living with him and his mother, he moved his friend in and they secretly started smoking crack together.
A few weeks after I was moved into a 2 bed flat with my daughter as we were unsafe.
I went back time and time again because I loved him. Even though he treated me with no respect.
A few years on, I'm still having to deal with his shit even though we aren't officially together and I live on my own with our daughter.
He made a point of ignoring me all of Christmas Day, because we had a disagreement in the car regarding his mother.
He says I don't make any effort with him bla bla bla.
He walks around in hundreds of pounds worth of clothing from JD sports yet always misses payments for CSA. He puts clothes, cannabis, and his mum before paying me.
He is lazy with seeing our daughter, I have let him see her at my flat in the past but all he would do is sleep on the sofa. He only wants to be a father when it suits him. Christmas Eve he was too poorly to spend it with us, yet showed up at mine the next morning hungover, fell asleep. He promised he would be here early to watch our daughter open her presents.
Every single time we have gone out as a family, he has turned on me. Even when I try my absolute fucking hardest not to upset him, he always finds something. It's like he hates me, and he doesn't see me as a person.
On our daughters birthday I had to leave the meal at Pizza Hut to go and have a nervous breakdown in the car because he's such a nasty vile cunt. When I went back to sit down he completely changed tried to hold my hand and apologies.
Every Christmas is his prime time for being a cunt, no idea why. It's like he doesn't have it in him to not shit on the day. The only reason I spent it with him is I wanted to be with my daughter all day, he picks her up at lunch to go to his dads so I tagged along as I couldn't hack yet another Christmas without her, she's only young once.
My questions here are:
- What the fuck is wrong with my stupid fucking head?
- Why won't he leave me the fuck alone if he hates me so much?
- Why does he tells me he loves me, yet his actions suggest the absolute opposite?
I feel like he is getting in the way of me moving on with my life. He makes me hate myself, like actually hate myself. When I was living with him and his mum I wanted to top myself. I would lock myself in the bathroom and punch myself in the head.
I just want him to be normal so we can co parent. I'm stronger now than I was then, but he just won't let me be.
I've put in an application to move to another town so I'm not living in the same town as him or his mum, or his friends who report back to him my every breath and fart.
I've been beaten up on a night out because of one of his admirers.
He makes me so beyond angry there are no words to describe the seething hate I have for his personality. How has completely infatuation turned into this?