It's something to do, a place to go, a place to belong. I try to escape the pain of missing my baby, but I haven't found respite yet. I have been writting in my blog which I suppose helps, but I am so very alone.
I feel like I did something wrong. I feel embarassed, ashamed, like I flunked baby making 101. I feel old and inadequate.
This is pain I have never experienced before, and hope never to experience again.
I feel like I did something wrong. I feel embarassed, ashamed, like I flunked baby making 101. I feel old and inadequate.
This is pain I have never experienced before, and hope never to experience again.
