Up a Creek without a Paddle
On August 9, 2004 I found out I was pregnant by my boyfriend. He left the following day on a police mission in Iraq. I called him and told him while he was in the states, and all he could say was get an abortion and to move on with my life. Now this isn't like him at all, he has three children from a previous marriage that were his life. We dated for a year, a year exactly on the day he left. I was born on Dec. 9, 1983, and he was born on June 24, 1967. His father passed away on July 28, 2004, and that night is the night this baby was conceived. My family would disown me if they knew I was pregnant, especially from a man they all hated. So here I am pregnant, no one to help me, and no word from him. He always wanted this baby, and now that it happened, I was dumped and left in the cold. I wish I could believe in miracles, and hope, but right now my soul feels gone. He was my best friend, soulmate, and lover.
Any help/advice, would be appreciated. Thank you for time.