i miscarried in March. i was in my second trimester and felt i was in the “safe zone”. the loss was devastating. we weren’t trying but we were both ecstatic to be parents. now, becoming pregnant has become an obsession that i can’t step away from. i wish i never would have gotten pregnant in the first place. to top things off, my nephew got his girlfriend pregnant shortly after. both unemployed and not going to school, have no way of taking care of a child. we have a home, my partner is a physician, i’m finishing school in a few months, we are completely ready. i feel very alone, i feel like i should be over it already. i hate that this happened to me.