I dont know if this will make sense to anyone else, but this is how I feel right now. I suffered a late miscarriage (18 weeks along) a week and a half ago. Since then people have said some UNBELIVABLE things to me, which hurt and tick me off. Since all of this has happened I feel like I am slowly losing everything. Me and my boyfriend have been trying to support eachother, but we are having an extremely hard time. We both have ended things between us at different points this week because of this, then realized what we were doing. We are trying to get through this together and trying not to lash out, but its so hard because I am struggling so badly. Half my friends dont want to talk to me because they dont know what to say, so they just havent called, I have gotten vague emails to say they are sorry. And my 3 best friends have been the worst. Two talk to me for no more then 10 minutes at a time because they say they cant stand to hear me like this. Which pisses me off because I have ALWAYS stood by them no matter what. And the friend I have had the longest 25 years, says the most hurtful things anyone has ever said. She called my daughter a fetus, and then didnt understand why I was upset. And then, because I was a smoker and on medications for a back surgery I had two years ago she told me I had no business getting pregnant in the first place and asked what I thought was going to happen. Yes the pregnancy was unplanned, but I quit smoking at 7 weeks, with the supervision of my dr on how to. And the medications as well. I guess this seems like I am babbling, but I am so frustrated and feeling so alone right now.
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