Me and my babys father are 15 years apart. In my heart I believe we love each other more than the world can handle but we cant get along. In 2002 we got together by 2003 I had a daughter. In 2004 we broke up I got 2gether with another man and ended up leaving him to get back with my ex. By 2006 we were broke up again. For nearly the entire 4 years we treated each other badly but you could always tell we loved each other very much, we just both had short tempers and anger management issues. For 8 months after we broke up I saw no one else. I broke up with him but I tried to get him back, he told me he needed time for himself so I gave it to him and moved on. Then I got back with the guy from b4. Thats where all the drama started. The real drama. He did a lot of things that made me hate him such as didnt spend time with his daughter and told her things that were untrue. He kept beggin me back n I told him not until we got counseling, he said no so I stayed away. Well I kept going back and breaking up with my new bf and was really confused until recently like 2 weeks ago recently, I realized the extent of my love for this man! It was on wednesday he told me how much loved me and I went broke up with my boyfriend which really wasnt just a really good friend but he loved me, I got rid of my myspace account, I told my family they either accept it or leave it, and I went to tell him and he said he doesnt know what he wants now. I told him this on Friday (2 days after his pronounced love) and now after everything I did he tells me he is dating someone else and he doesnt know if he wants me. He loves me but hes not in love with me! Im so tore up, I cry everyday, I cant watch tv, I am exercising trying to get him off my mind but as soon as Im done, its back to normal depression. I cant stand it. Anyone with any suggestions? He says he knows he loves me, he knows he wants our family but he doesnt think its right for him to forgive me.
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