Simple Failures
I failed to reach my goal of at least writing in here once a day. I never exercised, or did anything else i said i was gonna do. And lately I've had a familiar pain in my lower abdomen. Like tendons being pulled or stretched too far. It's a sharp pain that I've dealt with before. In addition to that I've had an increase in appetite and, bipolar like emotions, and cravings that aren't necessarily abnormal, but not normal for me. I'm pregnant. I knew it. So I took a test to know it some more. This isn't something that is joyous or great. In fact it makes me want to cry. Only because I know I have no support, and I can't do it myself, so with that being said I have to do what i have to do, and have an abortion. This will probably be my 6th I think. I've honestly lost count. I'm going to name the contributor to this pregnancy Mr. Potato for now. He is someone who i've loved for a long time. Who I've stood of for and been hurt by. I can't have the baby. It's hard to continue to write about. I'll come back later. I need a moment.