I'm not sure how to get past this. I terminated a (very very wanted) pregnancy one year ago. I am bipolar and I had such severe anxiety that I thought I was dying. Nobody helped me (since it was the holidays) and I terminated. Then my DH got a vasectomy. Believe me...this is NOT something I would have done had I been in my right mind (or on medication) and the grief, loss and guilt is something I've lived with for a year. 
But my issue....my SIL had a baby born right around my due date. Now I'm finding I am angry. Stupid and senseless. I am finally an aunt and I can't enjoy it at all. I've seen the baby but I really avoid it. And I find it nearly unbearable when my mom or dad talk about the baby (how cute it is, how great of a mom SIL is, etc). They think I had a miscarriage, and I guess they think I'm over it. And really, of course they should be able to enjoy their new grandchild. But it kills me. I hate myself for feeling this way. I get snarky with them (and they have no idea why). I cut conversations short. I am irrational (telling them it isn't normal for the baby to sleep so much, etc). It is like I can't stop myself from being mean.
I am actually thinking about encouraging my DH to take an opportunity further away just so I can have distance. How did my life get so derailed? I just can't believe it. I'm so so soooo sad and it has been 1 full year. I seriously bet I cried more in 1 year than I have in all the years of my life put together. Insanity. My poor family.

But my issue....my SIL had a baby born right around my due date. Now I'm finding I am angry. Stupid and senseless. I am finally an aunt and I can't enjoy it at all. I've seen the baby but I really avoid it. And I find it nearly unbearable when my mom or dad talk about the baby (how cute it is, how great of a mom SIL is, etc). They think I had a miscarriage, and I guess they think I'm over it. And really, of course they should be able to enjoy their new grandchild. But it kills me. I hate myself for feeling this way. I get snarky with them (and they have no idea why). I cut conversations short. I am irrational (telling them it isn't normal for the baby to sleep so much, etc). It is like I can't stop myself from being mean.
I am actually thinking about encouraging my DH to take an opportunity further away just so I can have distance. How did my life get so derailed? I just can't believe it. I'm so so soooo sad and it has been 1 full year. I seriously bet I cried more in 1 year than I have in all the years of my life put together. Insanity. My poor family.










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