I had a miscarriage way back in 2001. I was beat up by a friend who said I was spreading something about her that was not true when I wasn't doing it. The first time I found out I was preggo, I fell on cold ice in the snow carrying groceries, and then shortly after I got beat up by someone who was my one of my best friends at the time who now isn't. I grieved for a couple years, and now I grieve every spring. The same spring when I lost my brother 3 years later. Right after I came to the doctor for my second visit at the end of my first trimester, he said I lost the baby, and he couldn't hear the heartbeat but he could still see the fetus. I was heartbroken at first, but I finally healed. I want to help others heal.
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