“My son was diagnosed with ᴋʀᴀʙʙᴇ ᴅɪsᴇᴀsᴇ when he was a few months old. Unfortunately they don’t do prenatal screening for ᴋʀᴀʙʙᴇ ᴅɪsᴇᴀsᴇ. His mom would have had an ab0rtion if she’d known.
It was like taking care of a doll 24/7 for the last 7 years. Now that he’s gone, I feel relieved. He’s in a better place if it exists and his mom and I can go out separate ways in life. I can go to a movie or a bookstore and no worry about my son or his needs.
It sounds fucked up but if I were an ass then I would had bailed on him and his mom. It’ll be weird with his mom because we’ve been enmeshed in each other’s lives and now there’s no reason to communicate. There’s no hard feelings. We were like coworkers.
Edit. Thank you for your comments. I’ve been crying all morning long after I realized that this little boy is gone and how much I miss him and it hasn’t even been 24 hours.
Edit: I was not married to my son’s mother. We dated a few months before she got pregnant. She had an IUD so we thought this was a sign that we were meant to be together.
After our son was born and saw what having a disabled child does to relationships, we split while our relationship was still good. We worked very well together because we were both overachievers.”
Source: Reddit
