I can share my experience maybe it will help. I dated a girl from age 23 until 27 we were going to get married..at least I thought. She breaks up with me because I do not believe in god and her church convinced her she would go to hell. I still loved her and did not ask her to move out. I moved on the couch in the hopes that one day we would get back together. She tells about a year later if i stop working at a bar maybe there would be a chance. I go and get myself a great job at a college. The day i call her to let her know, she tells me she is preggo. (I knew it was not mine cause the last time we were together (1month before) she wanted to have sex and I said no because I was trying to respect her beliefs..lol @ me.) The first thing I tell her is if the dude will not be the father then I would. basically she told me to go fuck myself. I was devastated. I could not understand how to turn the love off since I was ready to spend the rest of my life with her. FF 3 years. I am finally over her, or so I thought. She emails me to tell me how much of a mistake it was and how much she missed me. Me being the fool believed in that "if you love something" BS. So I moved Ga. Under the impression that no matter what we would be together. 6 months later she tells me i can get a dog. 2 days later..the dog has to go because I am"paying more attention to it than her son" I paid more attention to her son than she did. I try to explain i am trying to teach the dog ass I had with her son how to behave. Was not good enough. I come home form work one night and there is the baby daddy on the couch. would not be a problem except I was told he had restraining orders against him in 3 states because of beating her. I am confused but I know a kid needs his Pops..She promises me it is nothing. until he next day she tells me it is over and I should stay with a friend. This is actually the day after I paid the rent and all the bills. I could of foughtandd stayed but i would have killed him. So I left..sunk into depression for another year and finally it hit me. I was better off cause now I have the chance to find someone who respects me and appreciates what I have to offer a relationship. I do not know if that helps but it is nice to get off my chest.