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I was always taught, to NEVER NEED a man. So why do I fee like I need him? Is it for security? 
Is it to keep the feeling that someone wants or loves me? Maybe I am tired of being alone. I don't know what it is, but I wish the feeling would go away. I don't need him, because it's obvious that he doesn't need me. He doesn't want me. He doesn't even respect the fact that I am the mother of his child. At least give me that much credit. He doesn't even respect me as a person. I don't understand it. As I sit here in front of my laptop, thinking, I realize that I do need him to be a father to my son. That's it. Or is it really?

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