The Call

They told me that Ray had to be informed so that his parental rights could be terminated, and that they would be willing to handle this for me. I thought about it for a while and decided that it would be better if I handled the call, he might take it better coming from me, rather than a stranger. I was wrong.

I told him that I was pregnant and going to place the baby for adoption. Then he spoke. It first started out with how much he loved me and that we could get married and love each other and the baby and the world would be wonderful. When I told him that would never happen, he then went started yelling and said that we would never allow me to give away his baby and that he would fight me and get custody and he would raise the baby. Then it turned into how my parents were making me do this and that he was going to come and kill my parents and burn down their house. At this point he was insane and I hung up.

Two hours passed and the phone rang, and he was telling me how much he loved me, and I just stuck to my guns and told him that I couldn't do than. When he would start screaming and ranting and threatening me I just hung up. These calls happened several times a day until after the baby was born.

Finally I just laid the law down. He would never see this child. I would never give him the chance to poison this baby. If he wants to fight, I would somehow raise this baby myself and get a restraining order against him and he would know that he had a child living living 10 minutes away and also know that he would never be able to see it. So fight if you want, but you will never win.

Apparently he didn't listen because he still called and would tell me how much he loved me, and then snap into a rage and threaten to kill me.

By the way, we didn't have caller ID or even voice mail, so if I didn't answer it would ring 200 times then he would call again.

This was my life, and I had no one to blame but myself for getting here.