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Without_Him
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Hey, my name is Tori and I'm 18 years old. I live with my mother in a small appartment located in Chicago. When I was 14 years old I met Micheal, who was 21 at the time. I snuck behind my mothers back to see him as much as I could. After being with him for 8 months we became sexual active. I soon gave birth to a beautiful baby boy name Reggie Ray. The moment I held Reggie I fell in love with him. He was beautiful with his curly black hair and dark brown eyes full of wonder. I thought everything was going to be perfect. I was sure Micheal would ask me to marry him and the three of us would be a family. But instead Micheal filed for custody of Reggie. My mother then wanted to press rape changes but Micheals father was a lawyer and of course the case was dropped because I had allowed Micheal to tape us making love one night and in the tape I had basically said I wanted to have sex with him. Stupid me. So Micheal got custody of Reggie and I am only allowed to see him every other weekend. Sometimes I go a whole month without seeing him. Reggie is now five. I have missed more than half of his life. I wasn't there when he said his first words, took his first steps. I love Reggie more than anything in the world and I will do ANYTHING to get him back.
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Post by iHEAVENn »

wow.

that must be hard :/

your a good mother though to still try and get custody. dont ever stop fighting for him k? why dont you see if you can arrange to see your son every weekend now, you are 18 and he is your son, try talking to the father and makin an arangement maybe??

i wish you the best of luck if you ever wanna talk pm me anytime : )
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Hey Tori, welcome to TH. Maybe eventually you will get custody of him...
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Hey Tori. Welcome to the site. Im sorry about losing custody of your son. Keep trying to get him back, you are older now so you probably have a better chance now. I hope that everything will work out for you soon. Stay strong.



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Oh Man.. thats so sad :(



I'm sorry, Tori. Keep trying!



Welcome anyway- see ya around
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Hey, welcome.

So is Reggie the guy in your avatar?
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