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AndreaGator:
" Can Someone please give me advice? I'm in a devastating life crisis with my boyfriend and am seeking help for some info. 2 weeks ago I told my boyfriend that I was pregnant and if he was going to take care of the baby when it is born. Yet he seems to be switching the subject whenever I talk about it and has been arguing more lately when I try to converse with him. Should I break up with him? Or should I give him some more time to answer?"
SmileDaily:
Patience is key, don't rush time
Tyababy:
Girl break up with him, he don't care abt you.
Gonaria:
Just abort the baby and he'll begin talking with you again.
Grandma_Giin:
Sister, dis why you suppose to get married first, before doin the deed….what a messed up generation.
counselor~melo~0_0:
"….Social media always evokes love as conditional...but all it is is a bogus unforetold lie. Though, getting back to the point, if a man shows care and appreciation for his loved one, his first answer would be to accept the baby ... .so in other words….breaking up with him might seem to be the most reasonable decision for a supposedly selfish man such as himself. Though demand an answer from him because you might never know what he is dealing with through his supposed selfish mask he is showing to you. You never know he may be struggling, so don't be too critically negative towards him neither should you be too desperate and naive.….. And remember a baby takes 2 to make ... not just one".
Breta_is_here:
Counselor~melo~0_0 I agree.
KervertthePervert_:
Counselor~melo~0_0 Truth has been told by this sister.
~ Sammy~:
Counselor~melo~0_0 Fr
2 weeks later
AndreaGator:
Guys, I'm back with GOOD NEWS!!! I was unsure if he was being selfish and I should break up with him, but I listened to your story and found out the truth. I learnt that during those 2 weeks he was trying to find a lucrative job to sustain me with the baby and would love to start up a family with me and get married. Thank you so much for your support in bringing my family back together. Thank you everyone, especially counselor~melo~0_0 for all of your support.
Gravy~lover:
Glad to see you up and running
Sassy_girly:
Happy you can start a family
Grandma_Gin:
Hope yuh hurry up and finalize yah marriage now
Story
….If you all didn't notice...I was the one named counselor~melo~0_0…and if you couldn't see from my name….I'm a virtual counselor on Texttit. I help people who have no idea what to do….make reasonable decisions for their daily life. I also work a night shift at a local 24-hour convenience store...But back to the point. My name is Melody Jones, I am 23 years of age and I'm from a lineage of singers, entertainers, actors, influencers, and much more, hence why I was named 'Melody', but I believe you get the point…. Like for example, my grandfather and grandmother were known as "The Harmony Duo". The public always praised them for their breathtaking harmony and pitches as well as spicy love songs. Grandma said that the two were just normal singers before their companies partnered them to complete an album and from there, their relationship blossomed into love. Meanwhile, Aunty Dorsy was an influencer, and Uncle Kleo was an actor who somehow fell in love with one another. As well as having three kids who are now publicly as well as globally known entertainers. Now back to the Texttit loser. You might be wondering "Melody" how the heck did you get such a run-down job as a Reddit virtual counselor and sad cashier worker after having more than 3 continual generations worth of talent?
So let's get down to business why a female with a family of 'Publicly Commended and Talented Individuals' became a reject counseling indecisive people and working as a good for nothing cashier at a convenience store ... .and not to worsen the blow, I've been living in the sad lifestyle for approximately 5 years. But anyway what resulted in me making such a foolish and mindless life decision like this…..well. Let me begin.
Though my mom ended up pursuing a job as an actor later on she had me at a questionably young age of 15. My mom ended up getting pregnant by her Vocalist tutor and then a mistake like me was born into the world…..No a tainted chum of dirt to my mother and her talented generation. Though I admit to my wasteful existence in this world, I still have an indelible loath for my superficial family. After I learned later learned that to prevent social media and fan declination as well as scandals, they didn't sue the Vocalist who offended my underage mother to keep our public name supposedly 'untainted'. In the end, they managed to hide her pregnancy and covertly fire the Vocalist, though it didn't matter because he already left a traumatic scar on my mother which will be me. Years later when I began to be more mentally aware of the world. I began to mature faster than most kids, quickly understanding my lack of worth to my publicity-seeking family. Most lonely nights after long days of school, I always remembered crying myself to sleep or waiting at the front door in the hope she would come back sooner to put me in bed or read me a bedtime story…..But such a thing never happened…because she was always busy pursuing her career.....and never had time for a mistake like me in her busy life. Though Mom never showed her strong regret of my existence verbally to me…her actions spoke….because actions speak louder than words. You might be wondering, what were the repercussions of her pain on me? Well, let's say the negative attention she got in her childhood after having me. This led to her promiscuous attention-seeking behavior from men or should I say, "supposed fathers". Yes, some were nice...some were ill-mannered and drunk…but specifically, one which left a mark that could never be sutured, but an indent on my life.
I remember that night, I believe I was 9 at the time, mom was at the store buying groceries and for some weird reason, one of her boyfriends was staying here at the house tonight. I vaguely remember my mother calling his name…..I believe it was Ben….it was a bit hard for me to remember all of my mom's flings since it kept on changing. However, all I knew was that all was well for the time being of his unexpected stay at the house. Then, a reality check hit me and it was all up until that point he started to undress and entered through the bathroom door not even bothering to knock, and stared at me like a predator through the glass shower door. As soon as I saw him, as naked as I was, I knew, something wasn't right. So before he could enter the shower, I aimed the shower head at him and sprayed him with water. I then tried to push past him to run to the nearest phone. Before I heard a loud thud filled with shock-waves of pain, as I saw my back being pushed aggressively to the side of the wooden bathroom shelf. He then began to kiss my neck, causing my adrenaline to kick in and start to fight and hit my way out of his grip, though it didn't help at all and only implemented more aggression in his behavior. And before I knew it. I just remember a large glass vase that was above the wooden shelf dropping, making a loud "Clunk" noise.