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ago after being together for two years. I've met his family plenty of times and we all used to get along until recently when he and I were visiting his parents and the conversation somehow turned to kids and I casually mentioned that I wasn't interested in being a mother. My husband and I have obviously talked about this before, and both of us are on the same page about

kids that we don't want kids. My mother in law, Sharon fifty two f was the one who initiated the conversation at dinner that day, and when my husband and I made it known that we weren't planning on having kids, ever, she tried to change our minds, especially mine. She continued to try and convinced me to have kids at some point for the next couple of days, until I told her that I wasn't interested and that neither was my husband. So that was it, and I didn't want to discuss

this further. I made my boundaries clear, and I guess she couldn't handle it, because after that she started being really cold to me and would act weird every time I came around. My father in law Ben fifty three m didn't seem to care much, which was a relief. I did discuss Sharon's behavior with Frank, but he told me that she was just upset and would come around

eventually because it's not like she had a choice. It wasn't her place to dictate whether we should have kids or not, so she could act upset, but it wasn't going to change our decision. I felt better after talking about it to Frank, and since we still had to continue visiting his parents because Ben wasn't keeping well, I decided not to make a big deal out of it and tried my best to be polite and cordial, even

though she didn't extend the same courtesy to me. Now, a few days ago, we attended the twenty fifth wedding anniversary, and it had been organized by Frank's older brother, who's a surgeon, so he was able to throw a very lavish and fancy party and invited almost everybody that we knew, including my parents. We were all having a great time at the party. Even though Sharon was giving me the cold shoulder. I wasn't particularly bothered by it and went

on having fun with my husband and my parents. Then it was finally time to cut the cake, which I knew I wouldn't be able to have because it was a chocolate peanut butter cake and I had a deathly allergy to peanuts or nuts of any kind for that matter. And it was a pretty nutty cake, which goes perfectly with Sharon's personality now that I think of it. She cut the cake along with Ben, and we all clapped.

It was a beautiful moment. Then everybody was served with a slice of the cake, but I obviously didn't take any, and nobody questioned it. Since everyone was well aware of my allergies, I didn't even mind not having cake. But for some reason, as soon as Sharon saw me sitting on my own without cake, she made a huge deal of walking over to me and asking me if I

wasn't feeling up to it. She told me to have a bite of her slice, which I politely declined, and I found it very weird that she was even offering me because because she knew that I was allergic. She insisted again and again that I take one bite at the very least, while I kept refusing and even told her that I was allergic and I physically couldn't have that cake. She tried to tell me that it wouldn't hurt if I had just one tiny little bite, but

I wasn't willing to risk it. After almost one minute of back and forth, she exclaimed, oh, just take a bite, and before I could react, she smashed the cake into my mouth. I spit it all out immediately, and I had to grab a tissue from Frank so I could get any remnants out of my mouth immediately. It was disgusting, and I was actually sputtering while rinsing my mouth while

Frank yelled at his mother. After half a minute, when I finally got over the shock of what she did, I came back to talk to Charon and told her off. I yelled at her and said that what she did just now was psychotic and I was never going to come back here again because there was something very wrong with her. I also told her that just because I wasn't willing to have kids didn't mean that she was going to treat me however she wanted to, and I

was going to take it. I didn't care about what her opinion was on whether I should have a child or not. What mattered was my opinion in Frank's opinion, and trying to force an allergy reaction just because I wasn't going to give her grandchildren was textbook psychotic behavior. I knew what her behavior was really about, and I wanted to let her know that I wasn't intimidated by her in the least. She tried to defend herself and said that she just didn't know that my allergies were

that serious. That was a total, un blatant lie, because she'd known me for almost three years now and had cooked many meals for me. She knew that I was allergic to all sorts of nuts, and nobody was buying that excuse that she didn't know. I told her that I didn't believe a word she was saying and called

her a crazy liar. Then she lost her temper and said that she didn't believe me either, neither about the allergies nor about the fact that her son wasn't willing to have kids because he knew that she wanted to be a grandma and he would never deprive her of a joy like that. She accused me of faking my allergies for attention and said that I probably wasn't willing to have kids, and he turned her son against the idea as well, only because I might be infertile. And

that pushed me to the edge. So I grabbed a chunk of cake from Frank's plate and smashed it on her face and asked how she liked it. After that, I stormed out without waiting for anyone, got into my car, and thankfully Frank was just behind me with my parents. They got in as well, and we drove back home quietly. I dropped my parents at their place, and then Frank and I headed home. It was a completely silent car ride, and even after we got home, we didn't say anything

to each other for an hour or so. I guess Frank was waiting for me to calm down before he came in and spoke to me. In the evening, he made me some coffee and we finally sat together in the living room and he brought up what had happened at the party. I started off by apologizing to him, even though it wasn't my fault, but I still felt embarrassed for acting the way I did, and he told me that it was fine because he knew that I

wasn't the one to blame. He then went on to tell me that the people who'd stayed back at the party were the ones who filled him in on what happened after we left. Apparently, Sharon started crying after Frank walked out and chose to follow me instead of staying back to see her. She was playing the victim, and her family was lapping it all up, calling me the most derogatory names in the book and accusing me of

trying to take Frank away from her. The only one who called her out on her bs was Ben, surprisingly since he usually tended to stay away from family drama, especially when it involved his wife, but this time he stood up for us and told Sharon that she had nobody else to blame but herself for Frank walking out on her, because she'd always been a control freak and couldn't stand it whenever somebody tried to do anything that didn't align with her plans, they got into a bad

fight and everybody just waited around awkwardly while they argued with each other. Sharon accused him of choosing me over her and said that he was being unreasonable, but Ben stuck to his guns and didn't back down. They just went on arguing until Frank's older brother finally broke them up, and everybody went home after that because the day was pretty much ruined. One of Frank's cousins recorded the fight, and it was nice to see Ben sticking up for us.

She and a couple of other relatives are the only ones on our side right now. Frank's brother thinks that I should apologize because he believes that I overreacted and that I shouldn't have brought up my personal grudges against Sharon on the day of their anniversary and made it all about myself and not just him. But Sharon's family also feels the same way and is saying that I owe them an apology because the fight wasn't even about us having kids or anything else in the first place.

I made it about that. They think that I shouldn't have brought it up, and if I had been that offended by Sharon, trying to force me to eat cake, then I should have just walked out after that instead of retaliating and creating a whole scene. They believed that I was the reason that Ben and Sharon ended up fighting, and had I just done the right thing and walked off,

then nobody would have had to deal with that fight. Later, Frank told his brother off and said that I wasn't going to apologize because none of this was my fault, but all of them are pretty convinced that I'm the culprit and I ruined Sharon's anniversary party on purpose and caused Ben and Sharon to fight on their anniversary. From what they told me, the two of them aren't even talking right now, since Sharon packed a few of her things and went to live with a friend of hers

after their big fight. Ben hasn't even tried to call her back. So i'd have for fighting with my mother in law on the day of her anniversary for trying to force feed me cake. Update one, Hey, thank you for all the comments. Frank and I are really grateful for all the support and the overwhelming number of people who commented to tell us that we are indeed not

the ones at fault here. I did feel a tiny bit responsible when I learned that Ben and Sharon weren't even on talking terms after they fought, But after reading the comments, I realized that this wasn't my fault. It was Sharon's fault. She ruined her own party by making it all about me. To be precise, she didn't even make it about me. She made it about her issues with me, which is even worse because that day was supposed to be a celebration of her marriage to her husband.

She chose to try and force feed me a cake that she knew very well I was allergic to, just for the heck of it, and then when the situation got worse, she started crying and playing the victim as if she wasn't the one trying to trigger an allergic reaction, only because I'd told her that I wasn't going to give her grandkids. And it isn't even as if I owe her grandkids, nobody does. She ruined her own party period. I don't owe her anything, not an apology, and definitely

not grandchildren. It's been a few days in Frank's brother and a couple of other relatives of his have been texting him almost every day to give him unnecessary updates on how Sharon is doing, which is almost always a reminder that she's miserable and a way to tell us that with a reason behind her misery. He hasn't replied to any of them and is just ignoring it all.

But he hasn't blocked them either, because he thinks that Sharon might snap and go crazy, and he'd want updates for when that happens in case it's a little too intense for them to handle, if y'all know know what I mean. Meanwhile, Ben's been doing just fine. We went over to his place the other day to see how he's been, and he appears to be completely unbothered by

sharon leaving. He told us that for a long time he hadn't said anything to her, even though he could tell that she was becoming a little too overbearing and controlling and could predict that at some point either Frank

or I were going to snap at her. He tried to warn her several times in person, but she'd just never listen, and when she started crying at the party after we left, he couldn't take it because he could just see through her so clearly and knew that she was trying to gain sympathy after screwing up, so he called her out on her bs, and as usual, she

couldn't handle the truth, so she left. He told us that he knows she expects him to reach out to her first and apologize for the way he behaved, but he's not going to do that any more because he says he's too old to constantly be sorry for speaking his mind, and if after twenty five years of marriage, she still can't handle this sort of candor, then they probably shouldn't be married. Update too, So a couple of

things happened after that last update. Firstly, Charon reached out to Frank to demand an explanation for why he was visiting Ben but not her. I guess the neighbors must have seen us come and snitched on us or something. Frank told her that since this fight was actually her fault, he figured that his father would need him more than she would because she's just upset for sympathy and we

can see through that act now. She got offended by that and they had an argument on the phone, and for some reason she started accusing me of turning him against her, as if she doesn't do that job well

enough herself. She told Frank that this was all my doing and she knew it, and even when Frank tried to tell her that I had nothing to do with this and these were his own personal opinions, she wouldn't hear it and insisted that this was all my fault, that lady has it in for me, just because I don't want to have kids, and it's the most ridiculous

reason I can think of to hate somebody. I told Frank that I didn't want to talk to her any more and if she called again, then he shouldn't entertain it, and he agreed, because there's just no point in trying to reason with her. She's beyond that. The second thing that happened was that we visited Ben at his house yesterday in the evening, and for the first time, he offered us drinks. Ben usually doesn't drink because of his health, and we weren't sure if it was the right idea yesterday,

but he insisted on it. Apparently he'd spoken to a lawyer and was thinking of getting a divorce. It's a very big move after twenty five years of marriage, and we asked him if he was sure about it, but he didn't seem to care and didn't even seem upset. Frank was a little shaken up by that news and took some time to process it, but Ben told him that this was the best decision that he could make

under these circumstances. He said that he'd been thinking about this for a while now because he just wasn't happy and Sharon was becoming increasingly annoying to be around. When we asked him how long he'd been considering a divorce, we expected him to say maybe a month or two, but he shocked us and said that he'd been thinking

about it for almost ten years now. He told us that when Frank was twenty and was about to graduate college, Ben thought that now that Frank was an adult and could handle his life and his finances, he could join his brother in a new business venture. Both of them had been talking about it for quite some time, but Ben hadn't been able to commit because he had a family to look after unlike his brother, and had a lot more financial responsibilities resting on him that he had

to think about. So he couldn't just quit his job and start a new business, which could take some time to become stable. But after Frank graduated, he told his brother that he was ready and he was about to quit his job, but while discussing it with Sharon, she told him it was a terrible idea and made him

back down. She said that they wouldn't know for sure if the business was going to take off, and Frank didn't even have a job yet, so he'd probably need money for a couple of years before he was finally able to settle down. He tried to reason with her and even said that he could probably work in the business part time and retain his job, but she made him give up the idea altogether, and now his brother, who runs he's the business on his own, is earning

almost thrice the amount that he makes. They've kept in touch and there's not a day that goes by where Ben doesn't regret listening to what Sharon had told him. She hadn't even tried to talk to him, but had given him an ultimatum that if he took his brother up on that offer, then she'd take Frank and leave him,

which forced him to give up on that idea. His brother still wants him to come on board, but Ben feels like he's just too old and he's going to retire in a couple of years anyway, so it's just not going to be worth it. Frank was almost on the verge of tears because of how dejected his father sounded while talking about the opportunities that he'd lost just because he listened to Sharon who wasn't willing to bet

on a brilliant mind like him. And it's true, Ben actually is one of the wisest and most intellectual people I know personally. I knew that if he was willing to invest in something, then it definitely wasn't a bad idea, and it's being proved by his brother, who worked on the business idea that Ben created and is now a

successful businessman. Frank suggested that he take up whatever position and his brother was going to offer him, even if it was just a couple of years away from his retirement, because at the end of the day, at least he'd have the satisfaction of knowing that he tried. Ben argued that it was too late for him and said that the position was not a problem because his brother was ready to make him a partner in the firm, but

he was just not into it any more. We were really upset to hear him talk like that, so Frank and I decided that we were going to talk some sense into him, and we kept convincing him that he should talk to his brother and join him, because it was never going to be too late to do something for yourself. It was corny and preachy, but after a while we managed to convince him to at least contact his brother about this and talk to him about it, which is good. As for the divorce, we're obviously going

to be supporting him in it. Sharon can't just try and control everybody's lives around her and think that it's completely fine and she can get away with it. The way she treated Ben wasn't fair, and what she did to me and Frank recently is also not fair, and she needs to know and learn that she can't just push people around and bully them into doing what she

wants to do. It finally makes sense why Ben was so upset when she was trying to humiliate us at the party, all because we weren't willing to obey her orders. And even after all of this, she still has the audacity to pretend like she's somehow the victim in the situation.

I don't even feel bad for her any more, because she's shown us that she doesn't deserve any sympathy from anyone, and all the people who are feeding into her delusions of her being the long suffering, tragic victim are probably just fools or they only want drama, and that's about it. Update three, Ben and his lawyer filed the petition today and Frank was with them. He told me that Ben was really relieved, and they went out for celebratory drinks afterward.

I have a lot of work to catch up on, so I couldn't join them, but I'm happy to know that he's finally living for himself now. The guy is in his fifties. He deserves to do whatever makes him happy instead of constantly thinking about what his wife would say or how his son would feel. This is another reason why I didn't want to have kids, because I don't think I'm selfless enough to put somebody else before

me constantly, and I don't think Frank is either. And then there are people like Sharon who are selfish and yet still choose to have kids just so they can control them and continue to put themselves over their kids. It's been a couple of days and we haven't heard from her yet, so I guess she's giving the victim actor rest for now, or maybe she's just planning a theatrical and dramatic comeback. Knowing her, I wouldn't completely rule

the second theory out. I just hope that whatever she has to do isn't scheduled to happen before she gets served with the divorce papers. It'll be awkward if she decides to come back and Ben tells her that he wants a divorce. Frank and I have discussed the possibility of that happening, and we know that she's going to throw a fit either way, but it'll just be worse if she does it in person. I'm just keeping my fingers crossed that she stays away for a couple of

more days. Update four. All right, So Sharon was served with a divorce a couple of days ago, and like I said, she threw a fit. Interestingly enough, it wasn't Ben that she was upset with, but it was me. I really didn't see that coming because I didn't think there was anywhere she could make this about me since

this was between her and her husband. But I guess I underestimated her, since as soon as she was served, she decided to go online and make a post about how I'd manipulated Ben into leaving her, and now all of us were probably going to celebrate because I'd won and she'd lost. I honestly wasn't even competing with her, so I don't know where the winning losing thing comes from. And it's pretty disturbing to think that she looked at me as competition because she's a lot older than me

and is literally my mother in law. It's weird. She didn't even talk to Frank or to Ben about it before she made the post, and there were like three paragraphs dedicated to how I was ruining her life by turning her loved ones against her. Only towards the end did she say that she was very disappointed with the other two as well, for falling from my manipulation and deception. It was crazy to me how everything in her life has started to revolve around me, and it's honestly kind

of creepy. Frank has blocked her and so have I, but her relatives keep texting me to tell me how evil I am. It's sad because they think it bothers me, but it only makes me laugh at how stupid there being. Even if I actually was a master manipulator, I couldn't manipulate someone into leaving their wife unless they actually wanted to deep down, And I guess people as stupid as them are forgetting that because to them, it's only important that they blame me and paint me as the villain.

Ben has apologized for it, even though he has no reason to apologize to me because none of this is his fault. It's his soon to be ex wives. But I appreciate the fact that he's trying to be nice, since not a lot of people are built that way, especially in Frank's family. But either way, they're going to get a divorce, and blaming me is not going to change the fact. So the sooner she accepts it, the

better it is for her. Frank and I are happy anyway, so if she's miserable because of that, then that's her own problem. That's the end of the first story. Let's begin the second one. I hope you enjoy this story. My partner was unfaithful to me, and now I am expecting a baby. Essentially, as the heading suggests, my partner and I have been in a relationship for three years,

and I cherish him deeply. I know three years isn't that long, and I've had longer relationships, but mine with him is definitely the most serious by far, and not just because he proposed. I've never loved anyone more than him, and when I fell for him, it was a much stronger and intense connection that I've ever had for anyone in my life. I'm only twenty six, so I know have time find someone else, but I'm so incredibly heartbroken in ways I didn't even imagine I could break. This

is by far the worst pain I've ever felt. I don't know how it happened. This was the healthiest relationship I've ever been in, and I was so excited to get married and have our child. He doesn't even know I'm pregnant because his birthday is next month and I wanted to surprise him. There were none of the usual signs like our relationship declining for the past several months.

It was like one day the switch just flipped. I noticed he was first off like two weeks ago, after we came home from my friend's place after hanging out. He seemed distant, but I just chalked it up to him being tired, But then he continued to be a little distant. I know his boss has been on his ass lately about a work project. He's an engineer, and

I thought he was just stressed about it. These past two weeks, we haven't been having intimacy either, but that's not out of the normal, because when he's really stressed, either with family stuff or work, he isn't usually in the mood. On Friday, I went out of town to visit my sister, and I just got home today. Originally the plan was for him to go with me, but he told me he really needed the weekend to work on his project, which I didn't find suspicious at all.

He knew what day and what time I would be coming home. Yet when I got into our home, the kitchen hadn't been cleaned from what was obviously a romantic dinner, and when I got to the bedroom, the sheets where a mess, and a woman's lingerie was on the floor by the door, and his pants and their shoes were in the hallway, very obviously hastily taken off on the way to our shared bedroom, our shared bed, our shared everything in our sacred place. It just seems so Carly's.

He knew what I would see and didn't even bother to clean up. Did he really think I'd stay? Did he really think I just wouldn't care? He's not picking up my calls, and when I texted him, I realized he'd blocked me. If he was into someone else, why didn't he just say that? Why would he let me find out in the most hurtful way in the world. Even worse, I know who the girl is because she left her jewelry, and it's someone who I was insecure about when our relationship first started, but that I got

over the longer we were together. I don't know what to do. I had to get out of our home, So now I'm just crying on my front lawn. I'm too mortified to call anyone close to me, and a million thoughts are running through my mind. What am I going to do with the baby? I can't even imagine trying to co parent with him after a betrayal like this. Why did he do this? What changed? Did he get bored of me? Why wasn't I enough? Why her? Why me? What am I going to tell people? How am I

ever going to trust someone again. Where am I going to live? Which of our mutual friends will choose him? Does this mean I can't be friends with his sister anymore? Just so many questions with zero explanations. I can't even put into words how soul damaged, emotionally crushed, and absolutely wrecked I am. I'm so hurt. I can't even talk about it. I can't even call my therapist. So now I'm typing it all out because I just had to tell somebody what was happening, even if it was strangers

on the internet. A mini update is on my page for anyone who wants it, but I didn't want this post to get too long, so I made a separate post for the update my fiance cheated on me. Update update one mini update. Hey everyone, thank all much for the kind words. Sorry I haven't responded to any comments

or anything, but really I was just so overwhelmed. I ended up calling my therapist and currently I'm staying with my best friend, but just for a few days until I can get a flight to where my parents live. My therapist recommended that I leave the situation off the internet, and usually I would listen to her, but I know some of you genuinely do care to hear what happens to me. So I'm going to post the final update, probably tomorrow if I'm not too devastated, or the day after.

After that, I will most likely delete my account. First thing, first, I am keeping the baby where I live. I'm too far along to get an abortion. The time span to get one is really short. I'm currently two months and I haven't started showing. My ex fiance didn't notice because the birth control I take makes me not have a period. But if I'm being completely transparent, I probably would have kept this pregnancy anyway. Second, I took pictures like all

of you suggested, and I'm meeting a lawyer later this week. Third, I called his sister, and I have no idea what he told them about me, but I've never heard her of so much venom like what she had on that phone call with me. I told her what happened, and she wasn't shocked at all and said, in this exact wording, wow, you really haven't figured out why he did this to

you at all, have you? And then as she was telling me to never call anyone in their family again, I had to shout over her that I was pregnant in case she blocked me. I could hear the shocked silence and told her I would literally piss on a stick in front of her if she didn't believe me.

I think she could tell from my voice that I was telling the truth, and told me that she would get her brother to meet me at the house later today to talk, and I that I had to tell him I was pregnant myself, and she wouldn't do that burden for me. She then abruptly hung up. His sister and I have always been close, and I remember how I used to wait all day in the hospital when she was getting treated for her breast cancer. I have no idea what could have made her hate me this much,

what lies he could have told her. I just cried so much after this phone call. My best friend is going to go over with me when I talked to him, and she's going to wait outside in the car. See you guys tomorrow or later this week. I'm reposting this because I've gotten some comments saying they couldn't see my update. I think it got taken down because I mentioned the abortion laws where I live. I'm not trying to push any political agenda or cause a hot topic in the comments.

I'm just being truthful about the area in which I live. Sorry that I'm posting later than I said I would, but I ended up having a miscarriage because of the stress and needed time to process final update. When I got into our home, my fiancee was very callous and cruel. He berated me and would not let me get a word in. He screamed at me that I needed to drop the victim act or else he would tell all

my friends and family the truth about me. I asked, how could I be playing the victim when he's the one who cheated and then let me find out in an abusive, disgusting, and psychotic way. Before I get into the rest of this update, I feel like some background information is needed. Before I got with my fiance my hair was completely virgin. It was a brown color that looked red in the sun glide and photos that I loved,

and his was pink. When we got close, I learned that it was pink in support of his sister, who got diagnosed with breast cancer about eight months in, I decided to die my hair pink for his sister's upcoming breast cancer surgery. Him and his entire family was touched by the gesture, and everyone ended up dyeing their hair pink before her surgery. My fiance was especially touched because he knew how much I really liked my natural color. After his sister went into remission, we started to do

in cute matching couple hair of all different colors. When we visited my friend a couple weeks ago, she was making a video of memories from over the years because one of our friends, Big thirty, is coming up and she plans to show it at the party. After we came home from her place. This was when I first noticed he was off. He saw a video on her computer of me with very bright red hair, which is not my natural color, even in the sunlight, which is

maybe a shade red above auburn. Before I go any further, this video was from mid twenty nineteen, before we got together and was not real dye. It was one of those non bleach, non damage hair waxes that come out after a single wash. In this video, I'm making out with a former male friend of mine. We were bar hopping and you can see us in the back as

we're walking to the next bar. Last summer, my fiancee and I dyed our hair bright red like what's on the video, and he thought that I had cheated on him because he knows my hair was virgin before I

died at Pink in support of his sister. While we were arguing, he kept telling that I had cheated first and that my f king hair was red, and that's how he knew that I had cheated with old male friend's name that I cut off because we'd slept together once before I got with my fiance and that made him uncomfortable, and that he'd saw it all on my friend's name computer and that's why he slept with his female friend because he'd wanted me to hurt like he did.

I kept yelling at him that I had never cheated on him and had genuinely no idea what the hell he was talking about. I was so confused, upset, hurt, and angry that I started cramping in the middle of our shouting fest. My fiance thought I was faking it until a large amount of blood started coming from private area. He called the ambulance and my friend came inside to check if I was okay, because I'd been there for

a while at this point. At this point, I'd hadn't even gotten the chance to tell him I was pregnant, and my friend had to do so as I yelled out an agonizing physical pain. The ambulance came in eleven minutes, but by the time I reached the hospital it was too late. My baby was gone from their word got out and my friend, the one with the video, heard about everything, and she came and showed him proof that the video he was talking about was from before we

were together and taken in mid twenty nineteen. She showed me too, because up until that point I had completely forgotten about that night and had no idea what he was talking about. I then explained to him that it was just hair wax. I'm devastated about the baby, despite everything, I truly wanted to keep it, and I feel so hollow now, so wrecked. I don't know what to do about my relationship. He has genuinely apologized to me, and I know he only did what he did because he

thought I had cheated on him. But I don't know if I'll ever be able to get over this, if I'll always resent him for the miscarriage. But I still love him so much, and I still can't even imagine

life without him. Before his mother learned the truth, she made a scathing face post about me and my cheating, and since then, his entire family has all formally apologized to me, but I'm still getting calls from extended family members and friends who still haven't heard the truth, calling me hurtful things and telling me I deserve my miscarriage. And that's what I got for trying to baby trap him.

It's another kick to my already broken soul, and as of right now, my social reputation is in tatters because of the post. My fiance or rather ex fiancee, wants to make one big post just addressing everything, but I honestly don't even have the energy, and I can't imagine of all this drama for all of our loved ones to see that cut me so deeply, just plastered on Facebook.

His mom has tried to call, but I've been declining all of them because also in her post, she added some really nasty things she didn't like about me before she found out about the cheating, that I didn't know she felt about, and I just feel really hurt about every mean thing she wrote about my personality, looks, character, depression and anxiety episodes and past. I'm currently staying with parents in an airbnb because I felt like I had to confront everything's front on and stay here, but they

wanted to be here to support me. Guys, I thought I was broken before, but I'm going to be completely candid and say that I've considering not living since the miscarriage. A part of me also feels like my relationship, which I loved more than myself, is over, which just makes me feel so sick. So many things are being said about me, and all I want to do is disappear, but I know that I can't for the sake of the people I love, and I won't anyhow. That's the update.

I don't know where my life goes from here, but it felt only fair to update you guys. One last time my fiance cheated on me and I was pregnant. Final update, Hey, guys, I know it's been a bit and many of you were very worried about me. To be honest, I just couldn't handle reading all the responses and just needed a mental break. Also, I wasn't expecting as many comments as I received, so I just ended up silencing my notifications. I'm finally ready to respond now,

so here's the update. No, my fiancee and I are not getting back together, but I did forgive him. We had an incredibly long talk about everything, and I know he's genuinely remorseful about what took place. But I knew nothing would ever be the same in our relationship, so

I just had to leave it behind. We made the Facebook post and many people called to apologize, but I didn't forgive any of the ones who made light of my miscarriage, and I'm very distant with all the others who just cut me off before even hearing my side. I sold the ring in with that, I bought myself a plane ticket for next month. My parents and I are American, but we used to visit this one country almost every summer when I was growing up, and they

moved there after I finished high school. I'm going to move there too. I really liked the country, but I never planned on moving there because I had a life here for me college and then getting into a relationship with my ex. I was just really happy seeing as how that's over now, there's nothing holding me back, and I have lots of friends there from over the summers. Three girls have even offered to be roommates and have called me at least four times every week just to

support me. But for the moment, I think I'm just going to live there with my parents. Thank you everyone for the support and how much you've worried about me. I'm nowhere near healed, but i know I'm on the right path. By guys,