My beloved calls me from the worst, but he became a dad for my baby, what?
My boyfriend and I have been a couple for a year, although this is our second start. We split up for a few years, and in the meantime I got pregnant. Fate has reunited us. Though he knew that the father would be his own choice, not biological, he was happy to say that he would raise him as his own.
So I gave up everything to be together and make a happy family. It couldn't have been better, apart from the little frustrations that came over him every time he thought it wasn't his genes. I understood and endured it patiently. He took care of and cared for the whole thing until now, but the behavior and respect of a good partner were until... Delegations and good wages with the following months began to change it to the limits.
The more on the account, the more despicable it is for relatives or strangers. Slavery and humiliation are the order of the day. Friends? Formerly a bunch - today one, from what I'm observing. The rest of them turned around and blamed me, even though I never met them and vice versa, and I met them once or twice. He blames me for every one of his failures. He sums it up with the fact that he has everything and the others nothing. He challenges everyone - drivers because they drive badly, hotline employees because they wait too long, he says that all people are idiots. And if he wants something, he's gonna get it and that's it, period.
He screams for everything and everything. The presence of a child is not an obstacle to screaming. The more he has, the more sprayed and angry he is about everything. Because if he wants something, it has to be like this. The arguments that when he was nice in the past, he had nothing and people would come into his head, and now, as he says, being so, he will "scare" people and have what it takes.
I love him and I would like him to continue to have this warm heart, and although he cares about me and the baby, I am hurt by every single challenge and stabbing. I thought he didn't see his change, but I was wrong. He knows it better anyway. What should I do about it? I don't know. I keep counting on him to be as loved as he once was. Now, the fear of approaching, because it's like a ticking bomb, and calling me and every man for anything... he's pushing me away from him pretty hard too.