Update- a lot of shyt has transpired since I last shared. I'll try to start from the top.
I took the advice of a lot of folks from this thread, and went and got some therapy. It has helped. I started it back in October when another side chick filed a lawsuit against me for 1500 dollars. Petty ass shyt. I beat the case, but it hit me hard, because it was a public thing, and we work in the same circles, so people were able to know about it.
I resolve all that, and op top of it handle all the academic shyt, family and personal life. Me and my estranged wife are living together, but there is a physical and emotional distance during the pregnancy. I can't speak for her, but I never wanted to have sex, because I did not want to have sex with her while she carried another mans baby. Maybe I could cross that line down the road after the pregnancy, but I couldn't at that moment.
The baby is born, healthy and beautiful! I determined in my mind that I would never let her think that she was less to me. I was going to love her as my daughter, but I thought it should be an unspoken rule that you don't go back to your baby daddy. I was wrong.
As soon as this muhfukka had the baby, she starts tripping out again, acting irrational and abusive, and this culminates with her telling me that she has had contact with the baby father, showed him pics, and actually talked about money with him.
This crossed the line, because I was putting 2 n 2 together for a while.
1. Now on my bday, she gave me a 100 dollars even though she doesn't have any form of income beside me. If I haven't given you that, where did you get it?
2. When she told me that she talked back to him, it made me question her whole abuse story that she gave initially. This muhfukka really set me up like Denzel off of Training Day
3. She felt confident enough to say it to my face. That lets me know they been concocting this for a while. But I could be mistaken.
shyt has been rough, because throughout all the bs, I love the baby. She didn't get a choice in none of this, and I named her Angela after Angela Yvonne Davis. I built up a serious bond with her, and when she told me about the bd, I had a small breakdown because I don't take death very good and it felt like I had just lost a child because I knew that I would never have that true father role in her life. That sent me into therapy again. So now I'm faced with a divorce for the second time in two years, raising my daughter by myself again, and mitigating the damage.
I can't wait till this situation is resolved for good.
So, yeah.
That leaves me here today, still blessed and following my dreams, but telling y'all my story so that you may be more wiser than me when you pick out your spouses.