I’m so confused. What if, what now, what for are spinning around in my head. I’m at such a miserable place in my life. I don’t know what to do. It’s broke but I don’t know if I should fix it or trash it. I know that it’s not just grief because (as older entries here will show) I was at this same point before the pregnancy. The way that I’ve been treated during and after my pregnancy has proved that either he doesn’t love ME or he’s incapable of basic human emotions. But I don’t know if I’m ready to venture out alone. The independent spirit that was once such a huge part of me has disappeared. The thought terrifies me.
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