Remember my big news? Here it is!
If two people lay down together, without full protection, they are making a choice. Once the choice is made and the damage is done, there really is no going back. You have three choices. Abortion. Adoption. Parenthood. Regardless of the choice the woman makes in the long run, if you run and hide and cannot show some kind of empathy or support, you are a coward.
If she chooses abortion, and you decide she’s going to just handle the emotional, physical, and financial scars on her own with that, because why should you stick around? She’s getting rid of it anyway. You have no more obligation here. You’re wrong and you’re sick. She’s making the decision for all of you to better your lives first. She’s deciding that she is going to be ready before bringing in life.
She’s making a brave and selfless decision.
If she chooses to have the baby and put it up for adoption, and you can’t stick around to help support her through a very stressful, emotional, and physically painful time in her life. Possibly traumatizing. If you think that because the child “technically” is going to a home that isn’t with their birth parents (YOU) than you have no more obligation to it, you are again wrong and sick. She’s doing what she feels is best for the child. You try carrying a new and precious life inside of you for nine months, growing attached and loving that child, and then having to give it to strangers because you just can’t provide for them. That’s heartbreaking.
She’s making a brave and selfless decision.
If she chooses to have the child and raise it. Regardless of how you want to or do not want to be a parent, if you cannot be there for not only the woman that you made the choice to risk impregnating, if you cannot be there for your own child, you are a coward. If you run away and hide because she is “ruining both your lives” or you believe that someone bringing up a life is “fucked up.” You are wrong. You are sick.
Leaving that child is the worst form of abuse you could ever imagine. It’s abandonment. Maybe you’ve never hit a child. Maybe you’ve never called a child names. But you have left your child with the questions “why didn’t he want me?” “why couldn’t he love me?” “is there something wrong with me?”
You have abandoned a child that you helped create. Not even to mention the woman that you helped to put in this position.
She’s making a brave and selfless decision.
I’ve always had so much respect for single mothers. I’ve always imagined that it was a tough life to live, and that the immense love they have for their children is amazing.
Of course, it’s not an ideal situation, but I suppose I would rather raise a child alone than have someone who thinks that our child is such a burden to life in their life.
So now, I’m deciding to tell you all, with that being said, I’m about to enter the world of parenthood.
With the help, love and support of my family and friends, I am going to be raising a child, on my own.
I’m going to be a single mother.
And he’s always going to just be a coward.
