I know life is unfair, but this is fucking ridiculous
I feel broken. I just want to feel ok. Okay to a point where I actually want to shower or brush my teeth. Ok enough to want to actually try and give someone a genuine smile or actually mean when I say “I’m fine.” My darkest days of grief are close, I feel it. With holidays, sickness, school, and other distractions I haven’t grieved naturally. But, what is natural? My grieving might make some uncomfortable. It’s not my intention. My anxious insecurities will be tough for some, but its part of my mentality at the moment. Just like seeing the second pink line on the test 2 months ago, seeing only one pink line on the test today changed my life. It hurts. It hurts to a point where I am numb. No matter what anyone says, this pain is something that will never fade. Emotionally and mentally fucked. Physically, I am still dealing with the effects; the bleeding, the pain, the sound of my Drs voice when she says “there is no heartbeat”. I use to believe that we go through things in our life to help others cope or get through the same rough times in the future. Enough is enough. I do not know why I’m here. I do not know who would listen. I do not know who would care. I do know that I’m tired and need to brush my teeth.









