Yesterday has been arguably the worst day of my life.
I woke up in a river of blood. Literally with it streaming down my legs. I ran to the bathroom dripping blood. 
Jon took me to the hospital and the bleeding didn’t get any better.
After tests and being at the hospital long enough for me to cry about wanting to go home. 
The doctor told me I miscarried. The baby I wanted so badly is no longer. 
I’m feeling broken and I kinda want to curl up and die. This is arguably the hardest thing I’ve ever had to go through. And i feel like nobody understands. But I would like to die.
I don’t want this hurt. I can’t stop crying and it’s really horrible. It’s the worst thing I’ve ever had to deal with. 
I just want to die.
Like my baby.