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His-story
It all started when he met her, the one that got away. He had had one before but she got away too. It was all his fault this time and he knew it, that's why when she wanted to stay, he had to tell her to go. It was too late after that brash message was delivered and no matter how hard he begged, plead or recanted, it was over. And at that point nothing really mattered anymore, and further into the darkness he descended. He met another and they became good drinking buddies and subsequently entered other consensual benefits ending he and she in a sobering domestic relationship that was doomed for failure. Convinced that God was punishing them for living out of wedlock, the two eloped and shortly after all masks came off. The relationship seemed irreparable as spiteful arguments ensued daily weakening his tolerance and periodically to the darkness he surrendered.
When he returned he knew he had to leave and had been planning to do so while mindlessly watching the news. To his chagrin, he was awakened by her coming out of their bedroom bathroom with the mighty blue baby stick. His heart sunk to the pits of his soul and solemnly swore to never see the light of day. His integrity quieted its utterance citing the duty as a father he had ahead and it returned from its hiding but this time twice the size and quadruple the tolerance and courage. He was going to be a Dad. Ameen.
The next few years were not as easy as they had imagined. Her pregnancy and rush of various mood shifts on top of the regular, legally and medically documented bi-polaric tendencies, the intensity and frequency of discussions (arguments) increased dramatically. He had no one to talk to about his experiences nor anyone to provide guidance. Counsellors had mixed and contradicting opinions and every visit ended in deepening the wedge between he and she. They attempted to make amends and repair their relationship for 5 years with no resolve nor improvement and this time he knew he had to go. The love he had for the true love of his life, his son, he now had to leave behind. The darkness was no where for him to be. Ever. So with tearful eyes, he kissed his baby boy and left.
