I’ve thought about it every day. Usually more than once. And yet, by the end of the night I had yet to write a single word. Day after day. I never intended on walking away from my blog for over a month. But I suppose it wasn’t entirely by accident either. Because a month ago [...] [...]
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I shot this back in the beginning of September. The roses are from one of the bushes I planted this spring. Somehow it sums up exactly how I feel today. [...] It’s a weird thing, this sadness that I’m feeling over the miscarriage on Sunday. It’s a different kind of sadness than the one I experienced back in January. That was a devastating sadness. Losing the baby the first time completely blindsided me. I never expected that to happen. It had never happened before and when [...] [...] There are days when I think the depression is getting worse. Days when I have pretty much zero interest in doing anything. And to tell you the truth? It sucks. It’s bullshit. I know therapy is helping. I’m recognizing things about myself that have been eye opening and healing. But I don’t think it’s enough. [...] [...] Five months ago things were really, really bad. I was spent. Exhausted. Overwhelmed. Devastated. For weeks after that horrifying weekend I wondered if I would ever be happy again. I wondered when it would stop hurting so much. I hoped it would be sooner than later. I was permanently altered in those moments in the [...] [...] Wow. Just another handful of hours and it’s over. 2009. The year that so many people will mark as the year of shit. No, really. I have seen more people on Twitter, Facebook, or in their blogs say how much they have hated 2009. So much so that they wished it away weeks ago. And [...] [...] |
     
 
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