
It's been a week since we discovered my gf was pregnant. We knew from the beginning that this was not something we wanted, so the decision to opt for abortion was made almost instantly. But it's been difficult. She has cried everyday. I've been trying my best to support her and keep myself sane until the appointment with planned parenthood ever since.This morning the topic came up again, except this time my gf wanted to play the 'what if' game. In other words, she wanted to explore the possibility of keeping it and what that might look like...I was a little thrown off and hesitant to participate because I knew it could potentially mess with us psychologically. But she said she needed to do it so she could be certain and feel comfortable that she had "considered everything".I did not have it in myself to deny her that. So I participated in the discussion. We talked about how both of our families would react and tried to be realistic in our ability to raise a child. We both agreed that the potential child would have plenty of support.But we were not on the same page about our own capabilities. I told her that I would not be a great parent right now. That my biggest fear was fucking up the kid because of my own shortcomings. And she disagreed. She said I would be a great dad. She said if I changed my mind, that she would likely change her mind too.And just like that, my certainty was gone.Before this moment, the decision to terminate the pregnancy was mostly hers. It was her body after all. I would support her regardless of the choice. But now it feels like she's almost leaving it up to me to tilt the decision one way or another. And after what she said about me being a "great dad", I'm beginning to consider the possibility of raising a child and all the 'what ifs' that come with it. I keep picturing our potential kid in my head as a newborn or what they would look like five years from now, or if I would feel regret after an abortion etc.Pandora's box has been opened and I can't close it back up.I can't focus on my schoolwork and I'm recognizing some strong urges to drink, smoke, sleep anything to escape for a little bit and bring some peace to my head. I think that's why I was compelled to post about this on Reddit. I needed to get this out somewhere. Mental health resources have been so scarce lately. It's hard to find someone to talk to about this stuff, especially when you come from a traditionally Mexican Catholic household like mine.I just really need some advice. I feel powerless right now.TL;DR My gf said I would be a great dad and now I can't stop thinking about the what ifs. via /r/abortion https://ift.tt/34aeohH
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