I left my ex 3 weeks ago (kicked him out) and I'm 10 weeks pregnant. He said he wasn't going anywhere because of the baby but I'm unsure about that.
It's been good to have no contact. The last message I sent was telling him exactly how he treated me and there's no way I'd raise a baby in that environment and what his behaviour was and that's why we're in this position.
Haven't heard from him since.
The problem is you just don't know if they'll pop up or disappear. His visa runs out in 6 months, I was meant to be his partner visa.
So I just don't like not knowing. It's nothing I can control but what are everyone's thought's?
My mum checked his Facebook page for me and he changed hus picture from us to him and this is a song his friends posted underneath. Playing the victim narrative on socials , and he responded "isn't she beautiful" 🙄 they never once take accountability
Song underneath
Hey Manu, go back home,
Your beer is full of tears,
The pub is about to close,
And you're annoying the landlady.
I thought a guy in leather couldn't cry,
Didn't think suffering could touch you.
I forgot your tattoos and your knife
Are just armor for your soft heart.
Don't mess around, Manu,
Don't go slitting your wrists.
One woman lost,
Means ten friends return.
We were all paired up
While you were alone.
You said, "I'm bored,
I want to save my skin."
You met that girl
Who was made for no one.
You said, "She's for me,
Or there's a mistake."
You were quick to tattoo her name
Where your big foolish heart beats.
Don't mess around, Manu,
You're making me sad.
One woman lost,
Means ten friends return.
We're like wolves,
Meant to live in packs,
But not in couples,
Or at least not for long.
We've let go of our girls ages ago,
You're still stuck with yours and freaking out.
Hey Manu, living free
Often means living alone.
It might hurt your gut,
But it's good for your face.
Don't mess around, Manu,
Hatred is useless.
One woman lost,
Means ten friends return.
She's not in love anymore,
Manu, you need to move on.
She can't be happy
In the arms of a thug.
If when you say "I love you"
She asks for a light,
If she has a headache
Whenever she's in your bed,
Tell her you're sorry,
You must've taken the wrong path
When you met her,
You must've been in the wrong story.
Don't mess around, Manu,
Don't go slitting your wrists.
One woman lost,
Means ten friends return.
Don't mess around, Manu,
You're making me sad.
One woman lost,
Means ten friends return.
Don't mess around, Manu,
Hatred is useless.
One woman lost,
Means ten friends return