posted 4th Jul
Here. This is from Rachiele
Yes, I did have an abortion. Late, but still legal. No, it was not done in the state of VA. I travelled out-of-state. Those closest to me knew.
Yes, I am TTC again. I don't know which is worse, having an abortion as late as I did, or trying again. All I know is that I have an emptiness inside of me. I know it's from guilt. I'm in therapy, and even though she says that it's normal to feel this way after an abortion, to want to "fix" it with a new baby, and that I'll have to address the root issue, the guilt, before I'm mentally ready for another child, I still have this emptiness.
Even still, I'm only going at the TTC half-heartedly. A "Whatever happens, happens" approach. Half of me, the rational half, thinks that it isn't a good idea, that I should allow myself to heal mentally before doing it, but the other half, the emotional half, would do anything in the hopes of getting rid of the emptiness.
I think that I'm in a lot better place mentally than I was right after giving birth, and finding out that I was pregnant again. I honestly don't know what will happen if I do get pregnant again, how I will feel. I hope and pray that that child would be received and welcomed with happiness, but my biggest fear is that the same feelings will happen again. I hope that it was a one-time thing, PPD and PP hormones coupled with pregnancy hormones, but I truly don't know. I do know that I am stronger now. I made it through this, I hope that I can make it through anything. I am trying my best to not be as weak as I was. If you've never known what it's like to hate what's inside of you, then you should consider yourself truly lucky.
Not many people IMRL knew that I was pregnant again. I put off telling people for awhile, hoping that I could get my husband to understand my point, that he would see me struggling with it, drowning, so that we could do something about it without him hating me. Or that it'd go away.
I'd expressed an interest to leave Gaga for some time. It's addicting. I was never able to log in, check messages, and log off at will. I'd log in, get caught up, and before I knew it, an hour more had gone by. My husband felt neglected. It caused a lot of arguments between us. It was suggested in therapy, that we be given an ultimatum. Each other, or our addictions. His was video games. We chose each other. By that point, I'd already had an abortion, and Gaga was more pain than pleasure anyway.
We are working every day to strengthen our marriage. I think we are better now than we've been in years, because not only do we have each other, we have our son. We're actually taking the time to get to know one another, the new us, the us that we became when we became parents. I listen to him, truly listen now, and he does the same for me. We are not nearly as selfish as we were.
My husband never beat me. I'm not sure where that came from. We got into an argument, plenty of them actually, but one in particular, where he threw something, a drink, at me in anger. It missed me and landed near my son and spilled on him. At that point, I left him.
We keep separate addresses for now, live separately, but still spend a fair amount of time together, either at my place or his. He has a short-term lease, and our hope is that by the time his lease is up, we'll be good enough to be together again, fully, completely together. We are both in therapy, separately and together, and for once it's actually helping.
I have three MySpace pages. One is old, from when I first joined MySpace. My husband and I started another together. He deleted his old one, but I was unable to because I no longer have the email address used to log in. I just stopped using it for a long time, and only recently started again. I started one for my son, with the grand intention that once he was born, that's where all of his photos and videos would be uploaded, but it never happened.
I've been wanting to make my Facebook private for some time, but I didn't know how. I opened the account right after my son was born, but I've only recently started using it. It's confusing, and I didn't know how to make it private, or how to use it at all, really, but I've recently figured it out.
My parents are dead.
That is my home. Gaga members have flown in and stayed there, other Gaga members have come for BBQs and dinners, and there was even a small meet-up there right after my son was born.
My car has VA plates now. I bought it in FL though. I met a Gaga member and her child for lunch at a restaurant in Tyson's Corner, along with my husband and my child, driving that car.
I was on the phone with a Gaga member throughout my labor.
There are numerous people on MySpace and Facebook who I was deployed with, who I went to college with, and who I work with. There are also family members. My husband and I had conversations with a Gaga member, while she was staying at my home, about both my job, and our time together in the military.
This explanation is offered to all, and all are free to read and respond. I thought when I'd left, that I'd taken everyone that cared about me. Initially when I was sent this link, I was a little hurt because there was negativity from some that I'd thought once cared about me. But I was also amazed and thankful because there were still others that cared, that I didn't even know about. To those, the ones I didn't know about, I am sorry. The rest, the negativity, it was what I expected, and coming from mothers, nothing less than what I deserved.
I will say that I am thankful that this has happened now, and not a few months ago. I am stronger now than I was then. I don't know how I would've reacted back then. I know that it would've hurt a lot more. I was very close to the brink, if not already falling.
I tried to answer as much as I could, but there were a lot of pages and I may have missed something. Feel free to write me on Facebook.
In the other thread.
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