This time last year I was a shell of a woman. I was high on percocet and bearly breathing because I literally couldn't stop crying. Every time I stopped, I started again. And again, and again, and again. My husband must have been dying inside from not knowing what to do. Nothing would have helped anyway.
It hit like a knife to my heart yesterday when I realized what today was.
I can say that I am way better now than I ever thought I would be but it still kills me every day.
I have to remind myself that it was real.
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Wow. I don't even know what to say. I just discovered your blog today. I'll keep you and your family, especially your little angel in my thoughts and prayers.
Wow I'm sorry, i have a friend whom also went through this. But things will get better and prayers for you and your family:)
Thank you ladies. You will notice me breaking down from time to time but for now I am focusing all of my energy on losing weight and getting fit! If I get pregnant in the meantime, great! If not, some day.
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