[UPDATE] I’m (28F) pregnant and 2 days away from getting married. Yesterday my wedding dress got ruined, my fiancé is in hospital, and I just found out I’ve been cheating on him for a year. Literally nothing is going right right now.

Wow. Wow. Wow. I would have never thought that posting something like this would get so big. But I receive plenty messages asking for the update so here it goes. <br><br>First of all, I just want to thank everyone for being kind. I received so many messages offering support, words of advice, and even some stories of experience. It truly meant more than you’ll ever know. Some people were cruel. I won’t lie. But I am the same and this only made me stronger. I do not want to dwell on the bad and I want to get to the good.<br><br>The baby is perfectly healthy. I found out through an ultra sound that the baby is due on my original due date of December 16, and the baby is healthy as can be. This is what gives me the hope and excitement needed to move forward. <br><br>My husband, thank goodness, is going to be alright. He had a severe allergic reaction to a medication which caused his heart to stop. It was terrible and I am grateful that doctors were able to get his heart beating again in time. He is currently in intensive care and expected to make a full recovery. As soon as he is released from the hospital we are going to counseling.<br><br>My mother to be did not take the news of the wedding dress well. Let’s just say my brother will be attending the wedding after all and my mother is not happy about it. But my father told her that it is non negotiable and that she will not be a bridezilla. My mother has a history of being a bridezilla, disrupting weddings and ruining parties. She even tried to pay someone to kidnap my boyfriend (who was my boyfriend at the time) right before his high school graduation because she no longer wanted him to attend in our family’s small town. She has mental issues that need attending to and we hope that she gets the help she needs for all of our sakes.<br><br>Babe number two. This is where the story gets bittersweet. I admitted to him that I cheated. He was not happy and broke up with me. I don’t blame him. I cheated on an almost husband with a boyfriend. What the hell was I thinking? I miss him but don’t blame him at all. <br><br>Babe number 1- My fiancé- I sent him a text letting him know I want to break up but that I need him healthy enough to be attended to before I leave. He has not responded. I don’t know if he is mad, if he is still in a coma, or if he is just avoiding me. I am waiting for his response.<br><br>I honestly don’t know what the future is right now. I was so sure that I would have been married with a lovely home and a baby. Now I’ll be raising a baby on my own in our small town. I have applied for welfare until I can support us on my own. I have already looked for a job but I’m a 28 year old with a degree that I got straight out of high school so word count skills isn’t really putting food on the table. I am looking into going to school again and getting a career. Maybe if I get my shit together I won’t be on welfare for long. I do know that I’m not married nor engaged anymore and neither babe 1 or babe 2 want me. It’s not looking great for me.<br><br>Despite all the shit going on in my life I feel better. I have been miserable for months. Even if this is a big bump in the road, it’s making me start over. It sucks but it’s making me feel alive. The baby is something to look forward to and I’m already excited. It sounds corny but I never feeled loved until this mess. I am finally on my own and it feels good. <br><br>I don’t know how this ends. I don’t know if I will ever love or be loved again. But I do know that I’m strong and capable. Thank you to everyone who gave me hope and encouragement. It really meant a lot.