So I live with my sons father but we are no longer together. He sleeps on the couch and I sleep in my room and the only time we really talk is when we need to go to the doctors or grocery shopping or something like that. Now I haven't been the best person to him in the beginning and I take full responsibility as to why he acts the way he does to me. My first trimester really freaked me out and I ran back to my ex because it was comfortable and now that I've had time to realize what's important it's too late. So now every day that goes by we become strangers living together he's cold as ice. But I know the real me. Yes I messed up in the beginning but I am capable of loving him and being faithful and everything he needs.. I just want to prove it to him but the rejection angers me. I need to be more patient but it hurts.. feeling so alone and as if I ruined my family.... I'm afraid to move out and look at my son every day thinking about how I broke his fathers heart...also, these last weeks are dragging. So close yet so far away..