There's really no words for how I feel right now. I know that I've had my heart ripped out and crushed several times. I known that when I finally find some happiness, it's always taken away from me. It never fails, it always happens. Though sitting here thinking about what all has happened, I have come to realize that the world still turns, life goes on, even past the breaking point.

It's taken a lot for me to say this. It's taken me a long time to realize this. It's not about me, it's not about the next person or my neighbor.

I am 17 and pregnant, my boyfriend left me, and I really didn't understand why, nor did I want to question him. I just let it go. I got tired of fighting for what I thought was my right, but the more I listened to myself speak and think, I realized that I was just being ignorant. It's seriously not about me. It never has been. It's about the baby I'm carrying. That's all.

I will do whatever it takes to make sure my baby is safe, and healthy.

I've realized that there are other things in life to worry about than why the father of your baby has left you. I blamed myself, but then I thought, it's not worth it. It's not worth the pain and tears anymore. So I take my leave now, thank you everyone for being there for me when I needed you the most, and thank you viewers for reading my crazy nonsense on this site.