So my “whatever you want to call him “ family is having their reunion this weekend.. I went last year and this year was goin to be when the family met our little one for the first time.. justin and I was fighting and he yells at me saying he is tired of me talking about going to the reunion because he doesn’t even want me to go to it..
That hurts so fuckinh bad

But then we argue somemore and I’m starting to cry because he is really fucking hurtful. I know my daughter is only 3 months but she is sitting in her swing in the same room. He calls me a dumb stupid bitch(I prefer that name over his favorite word ‘cunt’) and tells me to go fucking cry somewhere else and bla bla bla.. I am in
The back of the house while he has been in the living room. I ask him to hold her for a second so I can get ready for bed and he has attitude and says make it quick bc I’m going to bed (mind you this was an hour or so ago) first of all you going to have attitude when I ask u to hold ur fuckinh daughter and second of all the mother fucker is still up (we have joint fb and he is messaging his cousin so that’s how I know) I’m not even mad .. I am so depressed and sad.. heartbroken that I am in this mess and brought my daughter into this. I knew I should have left when I had the chance.. but I always try to make it work with us bc of her.. but this shit ain’t fucking healthy dude