I miscarried a year ago today at 3 months along. No one but my doctor and the baby daddy knew I was even pregnant. I was 17 years old and my ex was pushing for abortion from the beginning, I was against it. We broke up on November 29th 2014. December 21 2014 I lost my baby. It wasn't easy. I had to go threw it alone.   I know it was to early to tell the sex and everything but from the day I found out I felt it was a boy, I had a name pick out and everything. I couldn't help but think "no one wants me, not even my own baby wanted me" now a year later. I still think about "him" often but I'm in a serious relationship with an amazing man. I'm doing great things in life. As much as it hurts, it wasn't the right person or time to have a baby.