i kind of wish it were just another day.
I was getting over the shock of being pregnant.
I was beginning to accept it.
Having it and loving her were never in question.
Though, I was scared for the medicines, for the reactions, for any kind of stability.
So, I keep telling myself that it was for the best.
But it's not helping this heartbreak.
And to not know why. I want to know why!
i hate this.
Really too overwhelmed to write this.