A Singaporean girl recently posted her experience with her f**k buddy after he got her pregnant and left her to get an abortion on her own. Even the boy’s parents supported him and did not want to share the cost of the abortion.
Here is the full story.
Hi all. I’ve chosen this platform to rant because I don’t think people my age would understand what I’m going through…A mutual acquaintance got me pregnant (was consensual sex) and yes do regret not using protection. I am still young and studying with no financial capability at the moment. He basically treats me like a fk toy… never ever met me before 10pm, every-time just bring me home do the deed then send me back. I had an abortion, I really regret it. I love kids. What hit me the worst is that when I asked him to pay half, he refuse. He didn’t even come down to talk to me when I called him the instance when I found out that I was pregnant. He said he got some appointment in the afternoon thus he is not free to do so. He is from a well to do family, playing his cars everyday
No I am not a leech, I just feel so bad for my mother that has to go through this all by herself. Even when she offer to talk to him, he said “tell your mother, I’m only willing to pay 50% if you go public healthcare, want go private y’all ownself foot the bill. Nothing to be sorry about, you are not even my gf. Lame, you only come to me when you need money.” I feel so hurt that he doesn’t even have the balls to own up and say sorry. He avoided me and doesn’t show an ounce of concern. My hand was shaking when I took the abortion pill. I felt so horrible, the pain was so horrible ( I’m a person with super high tolerance to period cramps but this is another god level pain).
I feel so sad that I had to kill my baby even though it’s a few weeks only… His parents know about this and they support him. Why I’m ranting this is because last night I dream about my child. It was just nice 1 month after the abortion happen. I dreamt that I was in the hospital holding him and he was smiling happily at me with his cute little face, creepily looking exactly like his father… while the nurse was angrily asking me to put down his name (which I did not come up with yet) and where is the real father and why wasn’t he here with me, my friend was accompanying me in my dream. I almost lost it when I saw my child’s face smiling happily at me and sleeping soundly. It felt so surreal. I am just trying everyday not to feel depressed.
I don’t know what to do. Everything is a mess.I can’t move on because there isn’t a closure at all. I feel so hurt by him…