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creecros
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First allow me to introduce myself, anonomously...
I was born and raised Catholic, adopted at 4 weeks old through the catholic church, attended catholic school, was an alter boy, baptized, first comunion, etc...At some point I wondered and now at age 29, I would not define myself as a catholic, much less...a christian.
That being said, I am as a matter of fact, a good natured person. I do pray. I do love. I do appreciate life. I am generous. etc... But I am also, not perfect.
So here is my question, if that is what could be called. More like a plea for help or advice. Somewhere in my life around the age of 22, I met a girl, whom I fell in love with. This love is not open for debate, as I have continued to love her for many years. Whether that love exists in my heart or just some complex chemical reaction within my brain, you may debate, but Love is what it is. Regardless...
Time went on and we continued to date, "loving" eachother. It is redundant to inform you of the amount of times she dumped me, only to come back...what is important, is that we had a child together...when we were not officially together none the less. In fact, if my memory serves me correctly, late one night, she came over, and preceed to ask me to "make love" to her. I obliged. And although she was drunk and I was not, I remember her saying, "give me a child." Had I thought about it, I might not have obliged, but I did, I wouldn't change it for the world. I figured things would work out, that they would be fine, I wanted to marry her and she showed little interest. I worked hard to graduate college and was offered a job, which she encouraged me to take saying that it would help prove that I could take care of them and show her I had responsibility.
After taking the job and moving (1000 miles), she made it clear, we would not marry. It was heartbreaking but I moved on, which made her freak out I guess, so she then proceeded to ask me to marry her. I was so happy, I bought her a ring, propsed etc...She accepted, and then broke my heart a few months later by giving me the ring back. She claims that she cannot marry an unbeliever, which I guess by all rights I am, at least in your sense and her sense, not that I am un convertible. Long story short, I assure you, I have been and still 5 years later, unable to move on. I love her and do not wish to spend my life with out her anymore, nor can I tell you how much it bears on me not to be there for my son on a daily basis.
I am afraid I might fail...
I was born and raised Catholic, adopted at 4 weeks old through the catholic church, attended catholic school, was an alter boy, baptized, first comunion, etc...At some point I wondered and now at age 29, I would not define myself as a catholic, much less...a christian.
That being said, I am as a matter of fact, a good natured person. I do pray. I do love. I do appreciate life. I am generous. etc... But I am also, not perfect.
So here is my question, if that is what could be called. More like a plea for help or advice. Somewhere in my life around the age of 22, I met a girl, whom I fell in love with. This love is not open for debate, as I have continued to love her for many years. Whether that love exists in my heart or just some complex chemical reaction within my brain, you may debate, but Love is what it is. Regardless...
Time went on and we continued to date, "loving" eachother. It is redundant to inform you of the amount of times she dumped me, only to come back...what is important, is that we had a child together...when we were not officially together none the less. In fact, if my memory serves me correctly, late one night, she came over, and preceed to ask me to "make love" to her. I obliged. And although she was drunk and I was not, I remember her saying, "give me a child." Had I thought about it, I might not have obliged, but I did, I wouldn't change it for the world. I figured things would work out, that they would be fine, I wanted to marry her and she showed little interest. I worked hard to graduate college and was offered a job, which she encouraged me to take saying that it would help prove that I could take care of them and show her I had responsibility.
After taking the job and moving (1000 miles), she made it clear, we would not marry. It was heartbreaking but I moved on, which made her freak out I guess, so she then proceeded to ask me to marry her. I was so happy, I bought her a ring, propsed etc...She accepted, and then broke my heart a few months later by giving me the ring back. She claims that she cannot marry an unbeliever, which I guess by all rights I am, at least in your sense and her sense, not that I am un convertible. Long story short, I assure you, I have been and still 5 years later, unable to move on. I love her and do not wish to spend my life with out her anymore, nor can I tell you how much it bears on me not to be there for my son on a daily basis.
I am afraid I might fail...