I found out at 7 weeks that I had a blighted ovum. I waasn't expecting to have anymore kids, but when I found out I was pregnant I was so excited. When I started bleeding, I was crushed and it got worse after the US confirmed what I knew in my heart to be true. Now my fiancee doesn't want to try again, which translates in my screwed up head that he is happy I miscarried. He doesn't understand how I could be so attached even though I had only found out two weeks prior. Heck, I dont understand, but I do know that my feelings are real and that I need him to be emotionally supportive, not just let me lay with him on the couch and call it support. Is this just easier on men. Is it hard for them to understand how painful this is or am I over reacting? I hate him right now. I hope this passes because this is the man that I love, but I cannot help but feel like he willed this to happen. Tonight he told me not to repress how I was feeling, but when I talked about it he told me that this happens to women all the time and that I take things too personally and I just need to move on. Please keep in mind this happened two days ago. Since none of my friends understand and my fiance doesn't want to face it, I am in need of some serious support. I am going insane. Please help me!!
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