So there was only one thing to do: Talk to a friend who sees me for my BEST self. Take ownership and apologize. And then let that shit goooo and detach the human mistake from the core of who I am as a human. Because, trust me, THERE IS A DIFFERENCE.
To the woman who wants to become a mother more than anything and was joyfully pregnant with twins after her 5th IVF treatment and just listened, paralyzed, as her doctor confirmed she’s having another miscarriage.