I fully regret having my daughter. They’re healthy and happy since they’re an oblivious infant, but I’m extremely unhappy in my relationship with their mother. I love my baby, but my current circumstances have stolen all of my autonomy over my own life, and every day I mourn my pre-baby, pre-commitment life. I gave up my personal dreams because I thought it would be best to stay with her mother and finding out she was pregnant. But this still being my life 20 or more years from now makes me want to end my f****** life right now.

For all intents and purposes I believe myself to be an adequate father. I work a 9-5 and then clean/care for the baby until bed time every night. Hustle up extra cash to make ends meet. But I’m absolutely miserable, and there’s no change in environment or thinking that can undo most of the anguish I’ve brought on myself through my own decisions.

How can I raise a well-rounded, happy individual(s) if their own parent hates the decisions they’ve made?

I’ve never known such an irreparable regret.