This is difficult to type, but I'm going to do it anyway, because sometimes getting things out is easier than keeping things in, and some of y'all are real friends. And... I need friends.
January 30 (six days ago), I suffered a miscarriage. I had the D&C procedure completed the first of February, and I've been a hot, bitter mess ever since. It's like, Jesus fucking Christ, can I catch a break? Just one? You guys know how the past year+ has been for me, so I won't bring up all of the unfortunate details and wallow in them, it's just -- I wanted that baby.
So, posting this week came screeching to a halt without explanation, but I'll do a round tonight. If anyone has words of wisdom and comfort for me, I'm going to wrap myself in your comfort like a shifter-kitty.
It sounds a little pathetic, but I find myself needing support. I completed my cosmetology program the day I had the D&C, so the happy was lost. And, I have 2 months to breathe before Nursing clinicals start up April first. On top of that, we closed on the house last Wednesday, so the thrills of moving are in full effect. And, as always, my ex is being a real gem about our custody agreements.
Anyway. I'm all done with the whoa is me.