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What was that again?

September 8th, 2007 · blah

Oh yeah… the miscarriage. THAT’S what that was. Actually 2 miscarriages, but I haven’t told many people about the 2nd one in July right after the first. What’s the point in telling the entire world about my uber grief? I am tired of hearing condolences and preachings on faith. I am REALLY sick of people who don’t know what I have gone through asking me when I am going to try for another, and instead of taking the hint of me saying I DON’T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT they continue to chatter on and on about how I NEED to have another child… blah blah FRIGGIN BLAH!!!

Can’t people just take the hint? Can’t they mind their own DAMNED business? It’s my body, my life, my family. No one else has to pay for the repercussions of my decisions but me and my family. No one else has to go to the hospital to be told their baby is dead and then be screwed in the ear with a $700 hospital bill after the insurance has paid what it will. No one else has to deal with the mental anguish and frustration but me. Either way it’s a financial burden, an emotional trial, a rollercoaster of hell.

Don’t tell me to have “faith” that I will heal and that I can have another child. So many people have said that to me, I can nearly hear them say it before it comes from their mouths. What if I don’t want to??? STFU! Let me live as I must and let me make the decisions I see fit for my body, my life, my family.

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