The other day, I found out that my boyfriend of 2 years, left me in the hospital, for my next door neighbor. She called and "came clean" to me the other day. He told me that he wasn't with her and that he just needed space. I thought we were going to work it out for our daughter. But, I guess he'd rather be with, pardon my language, an whore and raise HER daughter and not his own. I say that, because she does sleep around and she's known for not what she does, but for who she screws. She's very dirty and I dont understand why he left me for her. It's like he traded an diamond for a spoon. Of course, I cried and become depressed. But, being with good friends helps a lot. I became stronger and realized that he's going to miss out on Bella. And, if he calls me, i'm going to tell him how AWESOME im doing without him. I think it will kill him and he'll regret what he's done. Serves him right. They lied to me this whole time. I feel like I've been slapped in the face. But, shes loosing her kid to DHS soon. She's using drugs with him in the home. Glad that its her, and not me!