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I wanted to know your opinion on this... I was not sent to a place anywhere close to as bad what is normally mentioned here, but there was a summer camp my parents forced me to go to because my dad claimed he wanted me to "come back a changed person" as my parents were both very emotionally abusive and kept blaming me for everything.
When I came back, of course, whatever it was they claimed they wanted changed didn't happen and they just kept arguing. Yet ironically they still to this day believe this camp had some form of "experts" behind them when they didn't do shit.
I was sent to Camp Akeela in 2013 for about a month. It's a "special needs" camp for kids and teens in Vermont.
https://campakeela.com/
When it came to how the staff were, it really depended on the person, but some of them got away lightly with deliberately being bullies and abusive. In my cabin, there was primarily one counselor, at the time named David Leach (now David Baker and works in Admissions at some Christian school), who deliberately bullied me and other people with a real shit-eating grin right in our faces whenever he felt he was humiliating us or winning an argument.
He loved to yell right across the room, looking out for whenever one kid was particularly vulnerable or unpopular with the other kids. Kind of hard to explain why, but I ended up once getting in an argument with him involving spirituality and religious beliefs and he treated the entire thing like an opportunity to just make fun of me and say I was wrong for things that were clearly too personal and none of his business, yelling at me in front of everyone making sure everyone heard the things I said to make sure I would be ridiculed. I have a traumatic memory of him just grinning in my face during this time, yelling, like he was just desperate to get a reaction. He was also very kiss-assy to the people who managed the place (Eric and Debbie Sasson).
There was another time when another kid was being kind of defiant and David acted the same way toward him. After he started to feel isolated, this kid started acting a little hypeextroverted in order to gain attention, at one of these points David even yelled "Hey ___, good job ignoring ___!".
I heard David only got slightly lectured about not yelling people, and that was it. He really seemed to thin of himself as a damn self help-guru, believe it or not.
The other counselors didn't seem as bad but all seemed to be very suck-upy to the people in charge.
In that archive, the Head Counselor, Rob Glyn-Jones, was also abusive. Not towards me as much, but to that lonely kid I mentioned before... There was once a time when we were joking around in the cabin at night, and this guy, while in his underwear ready for bed, yelled an obscene joke to get attention in the middle.
In reaction, Rob, who was there, forced him outside the cabin in his underwear and gave him some lecture just to embarrass him. I heard someone else in my year tell me a story that there was some kid that people made fun of for his weight, and when this particular "fat" kid didn't want to shower, Rob forced him into the shower and made him shower in front of him. And people laughed at him for it.
As a camp, they wanted us all to send "letters" to our family in the form of snail mail as if it was like the old camp style crap of sending letters in the mailbox... But it was very obvious that they just read and scanned out letters to our families and I have no doubt that they read them all even if we wanted privacy. Because usually the next day you would get a printed email response form your parents.
They would also have a counselor listen in on you if you called your parents on the phone. I got to call my family once and oddly enough they had David, the guy who got along with me the least, listen in from my end.
They would also force you to take whatever medication was prescribed to you, which I also think was not okay. Especially considering your parents or any real psychiatrist had no way of evaluating you there. One time, I "sent" a couple angry letters to my parents and then the NEXT DAY one of the counselors told me that I was going to have my medication INCREASED.
I almost forgot... Like I said, there were even kids as young as like 3rd grade there. And once, when I was just sitting somewhere near a building where they were having some arts and crafts class for the young kids, some kid who was that young started crying really loud and this female counselor just kept telling him to be quiet, just constantly verbally beating him down more. He even started yelling things like "mommy" if I recall and it just kept escalating while this women did nothing but kick him out of the class and make it worse, probably humiliating him in front of everyone in his year there too.
I think that's everything. The more I remembered and added to this, the more I realize these places just don't work. Summer Camps should not be separated from this, even if it's not as bad as other places. Still based on a scam business model designed to exploit kids with terrible parents. I might edit this if I remember more.

After I cam back from Mexico, sick and traumatized I started making a porn to do casting calls for. I was exploring fetishes. I was learning to take my power back, I was living up to the title of my Book Memoires de Sarita- OD'd on Pleasure. It was a good distraction from the physical suffering and helped me to work through some personal things. Here is the memoir I wrote during that time period.
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Wonder Woman- Confess Your Desires
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I am a poly switch unicorn adventurer, curious, imaginative, entrepreneurial, nice, and turned on by mental stimulation, threesomes and my nipples being played with during a clitoral stimulation. No anal and no cum in the face, except on rare occasions. Cum below the neck and only the tongue and finger in the ass. ok, I make porn, I am writing a book, and a movie, and have a school in Puerto Escondido Mexico with a mezcal, working towards having a sustainable ranch with swingers in México and here in Washington State USA, where we can make an Airbnb and have events where I can bathe nude in the sun! I would like a sailboat to go between the ranches with swingers, always with cameras rolling. I would like to make the ranch with swingers who are into either cam shows, selling on snapchat and only fans and making porn, or all of the above and go live 24/7 with subscriptions. We all support each other and share knowledge, helping each other to succeed. I need a website and I would like to have someone who can help me with, along with my hacker problem. I would also like to make an app. google saritapleasure, sarah lauer foster is my Facebook. saritahippie is my Instagram. Next weekend I am practicing for my Wonder Woman shoot and learning some DOMness. Are there any areas you can help me with?
Wonder Woman- Confess your desires!
It takes place on the top of a hill on the shores of Sweden.
The opening scene is of two couples fucking each other as the guys luggage is sitting there. Its an emotional good bye fuck, Lots of “Ill miss you and worry about you” as they fuck and say good bye. It's two swinger couples who live together. After the men head down to their Viking ships, the women comfort each other's sadness from the men leaving.
They move it inside to the bed and they hear the young neighbor peeping in the curtain, but they continue, no bother. And then they hear some noise, and go outside, and three burglars are robbing their farm now that they saw the men leaving. So the youngest most bashful character will be thrown in the house as he is peeking in the window, and the other three are lassoed by 3 three lassos and forced to enter on their knees where swinger sister and I tie them up.
Make them confess the crime and then confess their desires. I bring out my girlfriend to have some fun with them in a boobless red and gold halter top, see through white g string and tall sexy black Viking style boots.
After the young neighbor and 3 robbers cum after they confess their desires, Wonder Woman puts the truth lasso on her swinger sister. And she looks bashful and says with her eyes, “I desire you.” and they start making out. When her husband comes back because he forgot something., he disciplines me and interrogates the guys still tied up. He is playing the mad jealous guy, but then he is getting turned on by the guys lusting after his wife and the control that I had over the situation. He wants me to spank this guy, but my hand is getting sore so I have him spank him and put his head in my lap, shoving my underwear in his mouth when he is too loud. My husband loves an excuse to discipline me, and so he has them all get on their knees and picks a fruit and vegetable to put in their mouths, has me get on all fours in front of it and sit on it.
so it's no sex for the robbers, only the Viking husband. but they will get a poke a lick and the fruit or veggie in the mouth for my vagina to fuck, etc.
The Viking husband asks them if they are ok when he comes in and gets mad. I am saying,” they robbed me, baby aren't you proud of me?”
Viking Husband starts asking the guys if it was fun being dominated by his wife and some say yes and some are thinking about it and nodding yes and then no.
He says, “Say, ya, she has been teasing you and won't let her touch her, ja, poor things. here,” and take me up to them but telling them, 1 ok, you are allowed 1 poke, the next, one lick of my nipple, and the other POKE in my arse.
He disciplines them for fucking with his farm and his wife, by giving them instructions for how to drive me wild, but its their punishment tease with me, tied and vulnerable. They can only do as my husband says. I am blindfolded with the spreaders. He can have them do things super gently with feathers, toothpicks, gently touching with the end of their fingertips. let them stick a finger in once but only once in and out, one in my mouth, one in my vagina and one in my butt.
Then when they look anxious for more, he gets mad at them for robbing his farm and says “I am mad at all of you,” have them get in a circle around me and make me back into the fruits and veggies in their mouth. Asking “is this what you were really after.” when i am finished with the 4 of them with the fruits and veggies in their mouths while i back into it. “Well, if you ever come anywhere near here again, or see that pussy again, your in big trouble”
After getting their confessions he is getting all of the details out of them, unties me and makes mad passionate love to me. When he cums, he has the big Viking ties u, lick the cum from my pussy.
fade to black!
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Nateen Flexi Ultra Biodegradable underwear. Has anyone tried these?
Has anyone tried the Nateen Flexi Ultra Biodegradable underwear ?
The reason I ask is because I’m incredibly skeptical of this product.

1. It’s a pullup that claims it has a capacity of 4150 ml. Most adult pull-ups hold less than half of that. Abena level 3 pull-ups hold 2400ml and that’s like the highest capacity option I’ve tried which for a pullup is a lot.
   
2. The price seems incredibly inexpensive. If the specs are all true then the only explanation I can think of is that it’s a new company trying to squeeze into the market and start off selling their product at a loss / breaking even. $13.99 CAD / $10.23 USD for a pack of 10 pull-ups is very low even for genuinely low quality products.
   

Anyways yeah if any of you have tried these were they as good as they say? Or too good to be true.?

Has anyone tried the Nateen Flexi Ultra Biodegradable underwear ?
The reason I ask is because I’m incredibly skeptical of this product.

1. It’s a pullup that claims it has a capacity of 4150 ml. Most adult pull-ups hold less than half of that. Abena level 3 pull-ups hold 2400ml and that’s like the highest capacity option I’ve tried which for a pullup is a lot.
   
2. The price seems incredibly inexpensive. If the specs are all true then the only explanation I can think of is that it’s a new company trying to squeeze into the market and start off selling their product at a loss / breaking even. $13.99 CAD / $10.23 USD for a pack of 10 pull-ups is very low even for genuinely low quality products.
   

Anyways yeah if any of you have tried these were they as good as they say? Or too good to be true.?

I have $211 in Groupon Bucks. I am interested in some of the goods, but they're overpriced and also charge $4, $7, and even $10 for shipping. Are any big sales expected on the site? They're doing the Mother's Day sale but it doesn't apply to much. I would like to use the money but I feel like I am being robbed. For example, I found 8 pairs of toddler underwear but they're $16 plus $4 shipping. That's way more than in stores.

Soooooo, I'm trying my hand at writing, and I need someone to give me some honest feedback on my writing. Essentially does it tickle your pickle or just make you want to die of second hand embarrassment? Can't go to anyone I know since I'll probably never live it down 😂
Snow crunched underfoot as Alex walked through the woods. With every step she took, the urge to run back home grew more and more insistent, yet she walked on chanting in her head: One foot in front of the other foot, in front of the one foot in front of the other... The path was lit by a waning moon, and the snow deadened all sound, still her eyes scanned every shadow, her ears strained for any sound and she felt for the pocket knife in her coat. She doubted she would be strong enough to fight off an attacker, even if she were ambushed, but it made her feel better. After all, she thought grimly, it's not the first time. A red ribbon caught her eye, dark against the snow and she stopped. She looked around and saw another tied to a branch a few feet away. Feeling sick with nerves she wound her way through the pines following the trail of red fabric. Eventually she came to a low dry stone wall. She glanced up and down the wall and spotted the wooden stile nearby. Go over the stone wall and keep to the hedgerows so you don't get spotted. Follow the hedge along the garden until you reach the french doors. She recalled Noah's instructions and soon found herself approaching a whitewashed stone cottage. As promised, she found the mask under the garden bench by the door. She hastily slipped it on and stood hesitantly in front of the french doors. Last chance to turn back! How she wanted to turn around and run back to Cat's house, back to safety. She stood for several minutes scanning her surroundings, all was quiet, all was still. She glanced along the cottage at the single lit window, at the plume of smoke coming from the chimney. She dared not move into the light for fear of being spotted, the curtains were drawn anyway so she would have to walk in blind and hope Noah had taken precautions, as he promised her. Alex breathed deeply to ease the knot in her stomach and slid the door open. Trembling, she peered around the kitchen and stepped inside. So this is where he lives? Noah's home was not what she expected, at least, not how she imagined the home of an heir to an international corporation should look like. There was no marble, no expensive furniture or artwork. The cottage was small, clean but shabby; the furniture was old and mismatched; worn rugs carpeted the scuffed and scratched wooden floors. Peering through to the living room, she could see that the space was dominated by books, paper and notepads, overflowing from large oak bookshelves that took up two walls and gathering on side tables or in piles on the floor. It surprised her just how disorderly Noah was: her perception of him shifted slightly from the well dressed, well spoken and elegant person she always perceived him to be. Somehow, it made him seem less intimidating. She steadied herself and went to the room at the end of the corridor. Noah was sitting at his desk wearing his mask, he looked up at her and took a deep breath, "I didn't think you would come." "I almost didn't." She looked around the room nervously and removed her coat. Finally she looked back at him. His hands were bound behind his back and handcuffed to the metal frame of the chair. With his foot he slid the key for the handcuffs across the floor to her. She bent and picked them up. "Are you sure this is safe?" He shrugged and replied, "At very least this should slow me down so you can run out." There was silence for a moment as Alex hesitated, she was frozen to the spot, visibly trembling . "You don't have to go through with this." He reminded her, "We can come up with something else." She shook her head, "We're out of time." She took a tentative step towards him and circled round to the back of the chair. He dutifully demonstrated the security of his bonds for her. Satisfied, she reached out and lightly touched his shoulder. He shivered involuntarily and the tips of his ears went red; she withdrew her hand. "Ah, I'm sorry. I've never done anything like this before, I don't know how I'm supposed to act," she apologized, feeling her face grow hot." "Can't say I have either." He muttered awkwardly. Why is this so hard? The whole scenario was too absurd, too off putting for her to concentrate. If she wasn't so afraid, she might have laughed at how ridiculous they looked, heads encased in plastic, Noah bound to a chair while she snuck in like a burglar. She realised that removing her mask and succumbing to her heat might actually help her overcome her nerves. She reached up and took it off. The dry smell of woodsmoke, books and furniture polish mingled with Noah's warm scent hit her with the force of a tsunami and she immediately felt waves of hot and cold roll through her body. She staggered and collapsed against the desk gripping the edge of the table to reorient herself. Noah shifted, anxious to help her but his hands rattled uselessly against the chair. "Alex?" "I'm fine," she gasped. Her eyes locked on Noah taking in the unease in his expression, the tension in his posture and the sharp line of his clavicle, visible beyond his collar as he leaned towards her. Her eyes lingered on the window of exposed skin, and she wondered how it would feel to press her lips against it. On trembling legs she closed the gap between them. He froze, watching her with apprehension, while she laid her hands on his shoulders and pushed him back against the chair. He complied with her touch, barely breathing, though she could feel his heart hammering through his shirt. She straddled his hips. "Mph," he grunted as she lowered herself into his lap. His breath left little blooms of condensation on his mask and she felt him stir beneath her. Something almost vindictive rose in Alex, a desire to dispossess this sober, imperturbable man of his composure. She wanted to see him lose control, she wanted to hear him beg her for release. She tilted her hips against him and was rewarded with a surprised gasp. Lightly, she let her fingers trail down his chest, tracing the form of his abdomen toward his belt buckle. He held his breath, trembling slightly, with eyes cast downward. She leaned into his neck and whispered, "There are only a few millimeters of fabric between you and my body now." A soft groan escaped him and he shivered. His erection twitched against her again but she removed her hands from his belt and instead slipped them under his shirt. His skin felt hot against her fingertips as she trailed them up his torso, now fluttering in and out with his quickening breath. "Alex...uh!" He flinched as her fingers brushed an erect nipple. He glanced up at her, eyes wide and searching. She reached up and pulled the mask off his head, tossing it on the floor. Strands of his hair caught as it came loose and fell over his flushed face. Before he could say a word she pressed her lips into his and kissed him deeply .He moaned longingly and his hands clinked against his bindings. When she pulled away, his wide-eyed anticipation had melted away to ferocious lust. There you are, Mr Hyde: she thought with perverse satisfaction. She rolled her hips against him and he groaned in frustration, struggling with the handcuffs. She leaned back, drinking in the sight of the powerful looking creature bound and helpless beneath her. Here was the alpha who had stripped away the refuge of her body, and it was deeply gratifying to watch him struggle while she taunted him. A tremor rippled through her body, her own need overwhelming her desire for revenge. She collapsed against his chest and shuddered breathing in the heady scent of his body. Hazily, her lips found the crook of his neck and tasted his skin. He made a hissing sound as he drew breath sharply between clenched teeth and thrust against her insistently. She bit his shoulder in chastisement, her fingers popping the buttons of his shirt loose. Intoxicated, she leaned back and admired her work. The only other time she had seen Noah's exposed body, she was in shock and it was stained in blood; now it was very different, lit by firelight and seething in excitement. She met his eyes, intense and hungry, and sat upright and defiant as she reached down and pulled her sweater over her head, tossing it to the ground. He growled impatiently and started forward, seeking out her bared breasts with his mouth. Electrical jolts jumped through her core as he sucked and teased, forcing a moan from her lips. Glancing down, she saw the light of triumph in his eyes. Indignation warred with the desire to give way to his ministrations and she pulled away from him. He would not have mastery over her tonight. She pushed him back down and let her hand trail down to his belt. He submitted to her direction without contest, allowing her to loosen the buckle, but she was aware he was watching her intently, poised to exploit any opening in her defenses. She unzipped his jeans and he raised his hips from the chair, allowing her to remove his clothing. As she slid his underwear over his thighs his member sprang free, swollen and twitching as though beckoning her to take it. She bit her lip to distract from the terrible ache at her core. Not yet! She was not done playing with her prey. She dragged her nails lightly over his hips and along his thighs. He cried out at the unexpected sensation. "Ah...ahn! Alex!" He reproached, a startled look on his face. Emboldened by his disconcerted reaction she playfully nibbled the inside of his thigh, lightly trailing kisses up, and up. She drew her face close enough to his cock that he could feel her breath, hot and heavy against the sensitive head. He stopped breathing and watched her in stunned silence as it throbbed expectedly. She leaned back again and smiled coyly like a cat releasing a mouse, only to catch it by the tail again. He collapsed into the chair, and groaned in frustration. "Fuck!" While he was still reeling, she lightly licked the tip of his cock; he tasted of salt and soap. Noah started violently, choking on another curse. Snippets of giggled conversations with Rob bubbled up through her memory and she gently traced her fingers along the base of his shaft to the tip, teasingly tracing ridges along his glans and over the hot slick tip; he shivered and met her eyes, his face slackened by lust. She lowered her mouth and enveloped him. With a low moan his head fell back and his body spasmed. Alex felt herself go light at the sound of his surrender: she sucked, kissed, and teased him with her tongue, drinking in every shudder, every halting gasp. Her own need grew and eventually she could stand it no longer: she wanted him. He thrust his hips at her as she released him, speechlessly begging her not to stop. She removed her leggings and underwear and stood naked before him. He swallowed, his eyes roaming where his hands could not and she straddled him again, hovering provocatively just out of reach. He made a discontented sound and arched his body impatiently. She swayed away from him, denying him the connection he craved. "Please...I want you!" his voice was low and urgent. She leaned over and kissed him softly on the lips, then whispered in his ear, "since you asked so nicely." With that, she nibbled gently on his earlobe and felt him melt beneath her. She lowered her body and allowed the tip of his shaft to kiss against her entrance. A tremulous groan escaped him and he tried to bury himself into her. "No!" She hissed, "we do it my way, remember?" He grew still at the threat of rejection in her voice. She swayed like a dancer, rolling her hips side to side easing his thick, swollen head against the delicate skin that marked the boundary between them. He watched, entranced by her flowing movements, his breath catching every time she edged him a little deeper inside her, but she always drew back again. She saw, with wicked delight, the maddening effect she was having on him: his abdomen tight, bracing for the moment she would finally give him what he wanted. Without warning she swallowed him whole, taking him all the way to hilt. He gave a ragged cry and swooned, she shuddered rapturously and began to move. He met every downward motion with a thrust of his own and with wild joy, she rode him into oblivion. The satisfaction she denied herself loomed in her senses and she reached between her legs, nudging herself closer to the precipice. She screamed as she climaxed, shaking uncontrollably and crumbling into Noah's chest. Before the waves of her first orgasm could ebb away, she frantically stirred her clit, coming even harder the second time. Only when she came back to earth, did she notice Noah was staring at her with a look of unutterable astonishment. Before she could feel abashed, he thrust hard into her body as though to wring a third orgasm out of her - but she had other plans. This time, she was focussed on him, watching his reactions closely to see which switches did what. She could see the tension building up and up in him, but just as he seemed to be on the verge of exploding she would stop, slow down or withdraw all together, then she would resume teasing him, building him back up and once again denying him release. By the third time he was cursing furiously, by the fifth he was begging her, "Alex, I can't...no more...please." His voice was hoarse, his expression dazed and his body shone with exertion. She wrapped her fingers in his hair and kissed him forcefully, thrusting her tongue into his mouth. Now she took him faster and deeper and he responded with a feral groan. He shook as though gripped by a cataclysmic force and he pulled hard at the handcuffs, desperate to hold onto her. Failing to get free, he arched up into her, his brow furrowing with the intensity of his climax. "Uhh...Aahh Fuck! Ahh! Mhmmm..." He collapsed, exhausted, riding out his release with short shuddering gasps. She took a moment to catch her own breath, then climbed off him and poured herself a glass of water from the pitcher on his desk. She turned and looked at him, thinking to offer him some water but was rendered speechless by the scene in front of her. He was completely undone: naked apart from the shirt which clung uselessly at his shoulders; silvery hair in disarray and sticking to his flushed face; eyes peacefully closed with an expression of blissful relief. His toned body shone in the firelight and his cock still stood to attention, slick with the evidence of their union. Though the heat had passed, the rawness of the sight seared itself into her memory, one that would make her stomach somersault every time she recalled it. She shook off the trance with some difficulty. "Do you want some water?" "Hmm?" Noah lifted his head drowsily. Through half lidded eyes he looked at her, seeming to need a minute to collect himself. He slowly sat upright and nodded. She refilled the glass and picked up the keys to unlock him. First, she helped him to drink a little, then slipped behind him and unlocked the hand cuffs. He groaned in relief as his arms were released and rubbed his bruised wrists. She handed him the glass of water and turned away to collect her clothing. "You're just going to leave?" He croaked. "What else is there?" she shrugged, setting her clothes down on his desk. He stood up and put his empty glass firmly on the table, towering over her and blocking her escape. He lifted her chin gently, locking eyes with her. His voice was low and his gaze intent as he scanned her face. "Tell me you don't want me. Tell me now!" She knew if she said it, he would stand aside, that she could walk away unscathed, and yet the words stuck in her throat. He slipped his hand around her waist and lifted her up to kiss her. She wrapped her legs around him and answered his kiss. Firmly but gently, he carried her over to the sofa and laid her down. In the firelight, they succumbed to one another again, and again.

I posted a few days ago about my birth experience but the more days that go by the sadder i get about missing my golden hour with my girl. we did skin to skin and nursed a little. but i was taken to surgery within 30 minutes, then gone for hours. i missed her foot prints and some of her firsts. i’m so sad i won’t get that time back. i feel robbed.
my husband on the other hand was thrown a newborn hungry baby without me to feed or comfort her when she was looking for me. he thought she’d be okay for 20-30 minutes without me (and she was fine for that amount of time, but he had to bottle feed her to keep up). this man has changed my pads for me, dressed me, bathed me, fed me ice chips, kept my water cup FULL, he wiped the blood from my legs and cleaned me when i accidentally peed myself. yesterday i tried to go to the bathroom by myself when he was coming home and he walked in the door when I was crying because i couldn’t get up. he literally put his arms around me and lifted me from the toilet and undressed me because i leaked. he helped put my pants on and pulled my mesh underwear up over my abdominal incisions. he’s looked at my nasty c-section incision and felt my belly for signs of infection. i even told him how humiliating it felt that i couldn’t do it myself and he said he wasn’t looking at my body in a bad way. today in the car he put his arm over me so i wouldn’t move as much with the bumps in the road. i’m just so lucky to have someone take care of me when i need it the most 😭😭
baby bonded with him because of my surgery and they’re like best friends. he loves her so much, and she looks for him when she hears his voice 😭

ETA: my stepmother isn’t usually a bad woman unless my dad is around. he’s been in and out of prison my whole life, and she filled in those gaps as a parent. she is also the mother to my three younger half siblings. when he is away from her she fills the maternal role: checking in on me, commenting on my posts of achievement, making sure my needs are met. but when he’s around again it’s like she turns in to a watered down version of him. further down you’ll see the call about the delivery room. i clarified in a comment that i could hear him in the background, and i was not even aware he was out of prison until a few weeks ago. i’m glad i found this subreddit because even the semi-hurtful comments and especially the uplifting ones have told me that i have some more inner work to do and more feelings to sort out before the baby arrives. i understand that going NC is the healthiest and safest option for myself and my baby. i plan to schedule an appointment for therapy to help me in the process because my baby doesn’t deserve for her mother to be hurting and she deserves better than what i had.
Hello all. New to this sub, so pardon formatting.
I, 21f, am roughly 17 weeks pregnant. I went no contact with my biological family years ago due to childhood abuse and neglect. I moved across the country with my now ex-husband, and have since met my fiance, 25m, and we are expecting a baby girl in October.
I recently tried to mend fences with my family upon realizing I don’t want our baby to grow up without a family. I cannot express enough how deeply i regret that decision.
As soon as my stepmother found out I was expecting, she went Momzilla. I never really had issues with her until my father got out of prison in January. At first it was just exchanging pleasantries, and I figured “what’s the harm” considering they’re thousands of miles away.
Well, here’s the harm: they have contradicted every single one of my wishes so far. And it isn’t even anything extreme, just simple things such as sticking to the registry if they want to buy gifts, not posting about me or the pregnancy without my consent, no visitors until the baby is 2 months old once she’s born, things of that nature. So far she has purchased explicitly items i said we do not want for our baby. We said we don’t want hand me down bottles or underwear, and guess what comes in the mail. We requested no glitter and variety in colors, and everything so far has been bright bubblegum pink and glittery. She made a public post on Facebook announcing my pregnancy before i could tell anyone. Okay, i can get over that.
Until yesterday. She and my father called me, and right off the bat i hear: “tell [fiance] he is not going to be in the delivery room, we’ve decided your dad and me will be there instead.” I protested, naturally, and her reasoning is that “he gets the rest of that baby’s life, don’t rob us of this moment”.
Now they’re guilt tripping me and i’ve spent the last 24 hours enraged and crying because I know my family and I know they’re going to just pop up unannounced and if i turn them away they will blast me publicly and ostracize me from the few family connections i have left.
I don’t even care if they aren’t in my life, i’ve built the last 15 years without them so cutting them out won’t affect me any but i don’t want to affect my baby and idk how i would explain to her why all of her future friends have grandparents.
My fiancé and I have decided to inform the hospital that nobody aside from him and myself are to be informed or allowed in my delivery room.
I’m just annoyed.