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I need a labour coach. Cam is just too unreliable and seeing as how I never even talk to him anymore I somehow doubt he is going to be changing anytime soon. Just can't see myself running around like a chicken with my head cut off while in labour trying to get a hold of him. This whole situation is so fucked. I am going to go back to edmonton at the end of the month and start trying to get my life back in order. I certainly can't wait on him anymore, it just isn't going to work. I guess the time has come for me to break away totally, strike out on my own and forget about him helping out. What was I thinking honestly? That he would rise to the tasks at hand? Strive to do the right thing? Be supportive and caring? WTF was going on in my head? I can see it now... won't talk to him for weeks on end then BAM he will expect to be a part of this child's life... not fucking likely. I stopped with that shit a long time ago. You are there for the long haul and the messy part before or get the fuck out. No guts no glory heh? I can't make him want to share this pregnancy, I can't make him do a damn thing. What I can do is whatever the fuck I want. So screw it and screw him and screw the whole blasted planet at this point.