I feel so hopeless and I cant help but feel responsible for my baby's death after all he/she was perfectly alive just not in the right place I have nightmares still about the doctor cutting me open to find this little fetus happily swimming only to rip it out and take part of me with. will I ever feel right again am I stupid to feel so bonded to a life I never met
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theatre and I are there already. I'm having a very berry tea with crackers, cheese and cherry tomatoes and she's having a joint with some beer and we're both on really comfy recliners on thick pile carpet. we need some help with the decor if anyone is around??