i finally stopped.
I finally stopped.
i stopped tracking.
i stopped taking my bbt.
i stopped checking cervix.
i stopped checking cm.
i stopped taking what it feels like hundreds of pregnancy test every month.
i stopped doing using opks twice a day, EVERY DAY for a week out of the month.
i stopped mourning constantly over my child i lost 6 months ago.
i stopped wasting my time, worrying, crying, begging God for something. i got the strength to let it go, and let God. i couldn’t do this to myself anymore, it was exhausting. i so tired of hiding from the truth, that it will not happen on my time. a miscarriage changes you, in the absolute worst way. it breaks you down to your core, until you’re a hollow shell with nothing inside but empty emotions that you cannot run away from. it hurts, it hurts like hell.
I FINALLY STOPPED.