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Hey Cookies
I wasn’t even sure if i should write this. but maybe getting it out will help.
when i came home from the hospital with my baby in my arms, i thought i was walking into a new chapter. i really believed he would be there for us — for his son. the silence in the apartment felt heavy, but i kept telling myself: he's just overwhelmed, maybe scared. we both were.
a few days passed. i tried not to spiral. one afternoon, i met up with one of my best friends for coffee — just to get out of the house and breathe for a second. i told him i found a bunch of alcohol bottles in the fridge. like, multiple.
he gave me this look and said, “Claire, you need to be careful.” i brushed it off. i didn’t want to believe that anything bad could really happen. i was too tired to handle a heartbreak.
but then it did.
i came home one day — it had only been an hour or two — and i found him drunk. not just tipsy. gone. our baby was crying. he hadn't even changed his diaper. i tried to speak to him. calm. firm. he hit me.
i don’t remember if i screamed or cried or just froze. all i know is i packed his things that night and told him to leave.
and now it’s just me and my son.
i'm scared. i'm exhausted. but i’m also proud — because i protected my baby. i protected us.
no one talks about how lonely it gets. how heavy the silence is after the chaos ends. but we’re safe now. and that’s what matters.
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Hey Cookies -Claire here
I don’t even know how to start this without falling apart.
A few weeks ago, he showed up again — after silence, after everything. And he looked me straight in the eyes and said: “If you want me to stay, marry me.”
I should’ve asked more questions. I should’ve made him prove something. But in that moment, all I could think was: maybe he means it this time. Maybe this is our fresh start. Maybe love just looks messy before it gets beautiful.
So I said yes.
And for a brief moment, I really believed everything would be okay. That we’d be a family. That our child would have both of us — together, whole, real.
The baby came early. I was scared and exhausted but filled with so much love. I held this tiny, perfect life in my arms, thinking, this is it. This is our beginning.
But he didn’t even stay.
He left the hospital right after the birth. Didn’t say a word. No kiss. No hand to hold. No “you did great�� or “I’m proud of you.” Just gone. Back to the house we were supposed to share. Alone.
I’m here now with our newborn, surrounded by white walls and fluorescent lights, and I feel more abandoned than ever.
Was it all just words? A performance? A trap?
I don’t know what happens next. But I know this: I won’t let my baby boy grow up thinking this kind of love is normal.
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Hey Cookies
Yesterday was... a lot. He showed up. The guy I've been looking for—the father of my baby. Just like that. Out of nowhere.
He asked if I wanted to go to a restaurant. I said yes. Of course I did. I wanted answers, maybe even closure.
Dinner was fine. Almost nice. For a second, I let myself imagine something more.
Afterwards, I told him. That I’m pregnant. He froze. Then said, “I don’t want a kid.” Just like that.
Then: “I’ll call you later.” And he left.
I don’t know if he will call. I don’t know what hurts more—the way he looked at me, or the way he walked away.
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Hey Cookies Claire here -Last night was... unexpected
I went to a bar hoping to meet some new people in town, just to put myself out there a little.
At some point, this guy came up to me and offered to buy me a drink. He was charing, easy to talk to, and honestly, I think I kinda like him.
We laughed, we flirted.... and well, one thing led to another. It happened so fast, and I didn´t think much of it in the moment.
This morning, I woke up feeling off. Something wasn´t right. Then it hit me - we hadn´t used protection. My heart sank. I ran out and got a test. It was positiv.
I´m pregnant.
I always dreamed of starting a family one day, but not like this - and I don´t even remember the guy´s name. But maybe, just maybe, I´ll find him.
(Sims 4 Hottealegacy by @lxdice)
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Hey little Cookies
I´m Claire (she/her) and I just moved to my new home in Nordhaven
It´s so cool here and the perfect place to open a little pastry shop.
Maybe there are also some cute guys or girls - I´m not picky.
I have to go now and buy some ingredients.
Bye
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The beginning of my new life.
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