I just don't know where else to put this. A few weeks ago, we had a discussion on this board about grieving the loss of a friendship. And today I am just so slammed by the whole thing, I don't know what to do. I need to lose it, I need to cry and scream and let it out, but of course I am at work and I can't. Then when I get home, I can't do it there either.
The story I told about losing my friend is here.
I just hurt, so much. I know she's not dead, she's alive and well and has her family and doesn't need me and my drama, but she was my best friend, more of a sister than anyone else ever has been. I miss her, I feel like a part of ME has died. I don't want to do this whole pregnancy thing without her, I don't want to do it all most of the time. I can't get past this because I know her life goes on, and I dream of her happiness, but part of me is so filled with anger that I can't move on too.
I'm not angry at her, no way, but at myself. I hate myself for letting him put me in this position and now that I want more than anything to get away, to be free, I CAN'T. I can't legally make him leave and I can't financially take myself and my children away from him. It sucks so bad and I need her, I just need her voice and her hugs and her laughter. I want to call her on the phone and talk about what she made for dinner and what her dog dragged in from outside and what her son said that made her laugh and what her baby did for the very first time. But I can't. It's my fault, but I still can't.
I have never felt so alone. And I still have to have this baby alone. I don't think I can do it.
I'm sorry, I just needed a place to get some of this out.
The story I told about losing my friend is here.
I just hurt, so much. I know she's not dead, she's alive and well and has her family and doesn't need me and my drama, but she was my best friend, more of a sister than anyone else ever has been. I miss her, I feel like a part of ME has died. I don't want to do this whole pregnancy thing without her, I don't want to do it all most of the time. I can't get past this because I know her life goes on, and I dream of her happiness, but part of me is so filled with anger that I can't move on too.
I'm not angry at her, no way, but at myself. I hate myself for letting him put me in this position and now that I want more than anything to get away, to be free, I CAN'T. I can't legally make him leave and I can't financially take myself and my children away from him. It sucks so bad and I need her, I just need her voice and her hugs and her laughter. I want to call her on the phone and talk about what she made for dinner and what her dog dragged in from outside and what her son said that made her laugh and what her baby did for the very first time. But I can't. It's my fault, but I still can't.
I have never felt so alone. And I still have to have this baby alone. I don't think I can do it.
I'm sorry, I just needed a place to get some of this out.









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I appreciate the kindness I've found here.