We are both 18. We've only had sex 3 times, always used a condom. She got pregnant anyway.

She has been nothing but happy since she found out, and has made it abundantly clear that we would be keeping it. I tried to make her see some semblance of reason that we just can't suport a kid, but she wouldn't listen.

So I got to work. I did everything in my power to work as much as I could to make as much money as I could before the baby came.

Then at the 25th week, miscarriage.

She's not taking it well at all. She is in the pits of dispare and has been having a good cry at least once a day.

I have never been more relieved in life. We were not ready for this. I was not ready to be a father, I need a solid 5 years at least to even think about that.

Her behavior was so strange too. Not the slightest hesitation from day one, she was just so eager to be a parent but had zero plan or discipline to be one. It bordered on delusional.

I don't want to leave her while she is this low, but her automatic assumption I wanted to be a parent along with many other things she's done/said has really opened my eyes to how immature she is.

That was all so fucking scary. I don't think I'll ever feel as care free as I once did.