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Me again, I don't know if anyone will read this, but there are some things that I need to say. For 13 years I have been battling depression, I know it is an uphill battle. Some days I have felt like giving up. But I keep going. I have experience loss, love, and many other things that life has to offer, not all good, not all bad. There is one thing that has put me at a breaking point, where I didn't think that I could get past. The greatest loss I have ever had. I think about it every day, and I know for as long as I live, I will always think about it. December 27th 2016. I had a miscarriage. I was about 3 months pregnant, and I lost my baby. It broke me. I will never forget my baby. I decided to call it Angel, I never got to know if it was a boy or a girl. I hope I never have to experience that kind of loss again. I know the statistics, but I don't want to be just a number, I know how hard it is to keep going after that, I think about Angel all the time, my baby that never saw me, or everyone that would love them. Angel would have been turning 1 this coming June. It takes all my strength some days just to smile.
They say that the people who hurt the most hide it the best. I agree.
They say that the people who hurt the most hide it the best. I agree.