Sorry for posting twice today. I seem to be especially needy today and this forum is really my only outlet.
I feel like everyone in my life is against me; and I very much feel backed into a corner. I am sitting here shaking and feeling physically ill because of this. Long story short is that it's becoming clearer every day that my ex is going to seek sole custody of my two-month old. I don't think he'd ever be granted sole custody, but I do think he is determined to break me in whatever way he can, and taking me to court to drain me of energy and the little financial resources I have, all the while I am raising the baby alone, with no help, seems like a good way to destroy me. He doesn't care how it will affect the baby. When I was pregnant and refused to have an abortion, he promised to "make my life hell" to make me regret keeping the baby. He is keeping that promise.
The really, terribly unfair thing, is that while he lives a carefree life and goes out to the bar each night with friends, then goes home and gets a good night's rest .... I am juggling two jobs, suffering from severe sleep deprivation and literally killing myself to take care of my baby each day and give him everything he needs. So, of course, while the ex has the time and energy to plot against me and compose emails for his court case, I am barely running on fumes and am not even in the right mindset to respond appropriately. I no longer know which way is up and which is down. I feel like a zombie. I want to cry but I can't. It takes everything I have to smile and laugh with the baby to make him happy. But then there is also the realization that, even though I have created this magnificent little being (and fought like hell to keep him), I am being punished for it. Literally. It's like the universe didn't want me to become a mother and wants to destroy me.
I really need a break. First it was the ex scaring me with his sole custody threats and playing games, now my roommate moving out and making me feel like shit. There's literally no one left to gang up on me now. I have no one here to tell me I'm doing an okay job and that I need to keep going. I can tell myself, but it's not as effective. (I remember when I was at the doctor's with my baby recently, and a nurse came up and told me she thought I was an amazingly devoted mother -- that meant the world to me. It gave me so much strength. And it only took her five seconds to utter it.)
I don't really know what I am trying to say. It just feels like a great big, dark cloud has settled over me and I can't see any light at the end of the tunnel.
I feel like everyone in my life is against me; and I very much feel backed into a corner. I am sitting here shaking and feeling physically ill because of this. Long story short is that it's becoming clearer every day that my ex is going to seek sole custody of my two-month old. I don't think he'd ever be granted sole custody, but I do think he is determined to break me in whatever way he can, and taking me to court to drain me of energy and the little financial resources I have, all the while I am raising the baby alone, with no help, seems like a good way to destroy me. He doesn't care how it will affect the baby. When I was pregnant and refused to have an abortion, he promised to "make my life hell" to make me regret keeping the baby. He is keeping that promise.
The really, terribly unfair thing, is that while he lives a carefree life and goes out to the bar each night with friends, then goes home and gets a good night's rest .... I am juggling two jobs, suffering from severe sleep deprivation and literally killing myself to take care of my baby each day and give him everything he needs. So, of course, while the ex has the time and energy to plot against me and compose emails for his court case, I am barely running on fumes and am not even in the right mindset to respond appropriately. I no longer know which way is up and which is down. I feel like a zombie. I want to cry but I can't. It takes everything I have to smile and laugh with the baby to make him happy. But then there is also the realization that, even though I have created this magnificent little being (and fought like hell to keep him), I am being punished for it. Literally. It's like the universe didn't want me to become a mother and wants to destroy me.
I really need a break. First it was the ex scaring me with his sole custody threats and playing games, now my roommate moving out and making me feel like shit. There's literally no one left to gang up on me now. I have no one here to tell me I'm doing an okay job and that I need to keep going. I can tell myself, but it's not as effective. (I remember when I was at the doctor's with my baby recently, and a nurse came up and told me she thought I was an amazingly devoted mother -- that meant the world to me. It gave me so much strength. And it only took her five seconds to utter it.)
I don't really know what I am trying to say. It just feels like a great big, dark cloud has settled over me and I can't see any light at the end of the tunnel.