
I refused. I did not marry her. Right now I pay for our rent and got her to apply for and get into nursing school. I'm helping her study through nursing, and I'll help her get a job. Then I'm leaving. Our daughter is beautiful and healthy, and I love her. I don't want my life to be over because of this, but I worry it will be hard for me to actually find love someday.
It's painful, I wanted to blame other things at first (alcohol, her, the church, god...) It's just me. It's my fault. And I am the only one who can control my actions and make it worse, or make it better. Hey I have a healthy kid, some people pay millions to make that happen! She is beautiful, I love her, and I loon forward to putting her to bed and reading to her every night. My heart aches because I wish I was in love with my partner but I am not.