Ths are well i dont know

Some times things are good sometimes they are bad. My babys fathers father said that the baby was not his because the baby is half black. I dont know his parents have said he cant come over that much any more. I tried to have a talk with him and his mother and it was more like an attack. His mom said things like. thats just how my family is when i told her rasicm wasnt right. she told me i was the cause of her son suffering because when i thoughtt i was miscarriying i called him. she said that my baby was a fourth hers. she threatened to take her son away saying that he pays for things when i have all the recieppts for what i have paid for . her soon bought the baby diaper and clothes. I have paid her son money for gas to last a very long time. because i am a good person like that. her daughter said that my name choice for my son was not good. it was offensive as a black woman to tell me that my childs name needed to be more balck. Well lets not forget he is half white. I spend most of my days crying and knowing there is somthing new every day. i just dont know how to feel. Her son told his mother private things even things about me being bi polar when i told him that in confidence. i feel like i cant trust him and as soon as i start he does somthing else like he choses to break promises to me to make his family happy i cant compete and my son will not be forced to compete. i am just so tired of all of this. My depression is flaring as the summer is closing in. I dont know any more . I am nervous i spend most of my time alone and not with family because he chooses to stay where he is i want to move to be with my fam but i am here because i care about him i even love so much. but its like what ever i do is stepped on and spit on. but its okay story of my life. i just wish for once someone would stand up for me especially when they can see i am in the right. Just for once someone love me enough to not hide me away. being molested as a child people hid me. all through my life i have been masked or hidden and when that chance come around hopefully i am not masked or hidden or push them away for fear they will place me back in the dark for my age. my skin color. sex. for my dark past please just let me break free.