Well, my mom was the one who cheated. My dad wanted to marry her but she said “I don’t want to be tied down, I want to live freely” and my dad understood. She only had me and my older sister with him. I was 6/7 yo when my mom decided that she was leaving my dad and went to live with her (unexpectedly abusive) boyfriend.
My mom was my fathers last woman. He lived for his daughters until the day he died (1 year ago). My oldest sis and I started living with mom, but it was like living with a stranger. We don’t know her, we hardly saw her and now I live with her and my new lil sis. (my older sister couldn’t live with her, in the past my mom was very abusive with her. That’s why she moved with her boyfriend
I kinda feel her pain.
I just wanna share...
I mean, why do people's love fade that way so easily. My dad cheated on my mom when I was 6 uears old with my mom's only sister. Now my mom and dad have their own family. I don't think my mom even remembers me at all. I haven't had any conversation with her for 10 years now aside from when I get my allowances.
It's okay to love someone else. It's okay to break up. But at the very least think of the child you gave birth to. Even the slightest praise or acknowledgement is something they would be most grateful for.
Everyone deserves love... Even the slighest of them...