An Angel
I was 19 years old when I suffered a miscarriage. July 2nd, 2014...I will never forget. It was something that had left me feeling at a loss in such an extremely disheartening way & most definitely created a drastic upheaval & change in terms of my relationship with both myself & my partner at the time. Admittedly, although I know there is no longer truth to this fact, I was feeling less than woman having not been able to carry a child to full term. I was feeling incredibly alone, beyond angry with myself, with my partner, with my friends & family & with the world at large because it felt as though I wasn't at all being supported through the grief & was convinced I would never be able have children. Often I was told, "it was a blessing in disguise" or "you were too young anyway, it would have ruined your life" & it left me feeling as though there was a complete disregard for the compassion I was in need of. You know, I had wanted to be a mom for as long as I could remember, it was really the only thing that I was confident would be the most rewarding and fulfilling journey that I could ever embark on in my lifetime & I felt at that time, as though it had all been taken away. Nobody understood, nobody cared to try & I was left shattered and cocooned in a depressive state for what seemed like an eternity.
