Me, You, My And Our Child

The Story

Hello, everyone. I am writing here because I have no one to share how it hurts me and how hard it is for me at the moment. I became a student 4 years ago and as a habit I decided to go to a brigade in the United States to see the world and earn some money. My contract was to work in a cafe. I packed my bags and left. It turned out that there was no point in looking for a second job, but I would have more hours in the cafe, which was good for me. I also had good tips and accommodation. One day an incredibly charming man appeared in the cafe. It turned out that this is the owner who comes every summer to spend the season here, to supervise who is doing how and if he has to help (nothing that he is a boss, it was a pleasure for him). We liked each other. He was 10 months older than a month, but what of that, I thought, was a summer adventure. And 1,2,3 months passed, I lived with him. It was time to pack my bags and go back to Bulgaria, but it turned out that I was pregnant. Then Dave was very happy and said that this was a sign that I had to stay to be together and I don't know what else. I was in love and happy 19 years old saw a little tenderness and attention and decided that I had won a handsome man with money, a nice house and a child on the way. Everything was perfect. The pregnancy was easy, sometimes I was left alone because Dave was traveling. Two months before Chrissy was born (I named her after my mother), a woman came who cried and said she was Dave's wife, and she found out about me. She said they had a baby of almost a year, so he came here alone in the summer, and she was there in Michigan to look after the baby. I didn't know what to say. I was scalded. They followed, promises, requests, etc. to stay. I was born there and the child received citizenship, but I gathered my things and returned to Bulgaria. I went to Varna. It turned out, that my grandmother was ill and my mother went to look after her and decided to take Chrissy with her to look after her, and I started working in a cafe. There I met my current husband. We were colleagues, he was a bartender. We went out for about 3 months and he asked us to live together. Then I told him I had a child, but he accepted me. There was only 1 problem, his parents. They were in Greece, working there, but they had to come to my brother-in-law's prom. I was very worried, but they somehow accepted me and Chrissy and loved her as their granddaughter because they saw that I took care of their sons. We had a wedding and everything was very nice. Then I got pregnant. I gave birth to a boy, Philip, I named him after my father-in-law, and here came the problems. They started avoiding Chrissy, arguing about everything. There were two cases - one was a slap because she scribbled in a magazine, and the other, which hurt me, was that they called her a BATCH. Scandals, cauldrons started and now Chrissy and I are suffering. I don't know what to do to take my children and go or be silent. My husband doesn't say anything, he doesn't take sides so that no one loves him, he tried to reconcile us several times , but they seem to have only 1 grandchild and Chrissy is redundant. They had even offered to give her to a home. I do not know what to do. I cry every night, I live day by day and I no longer know how to fight

Last Updated
October 17, 2020
Author:
HotAssDiana

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