I miscarried a year ago. I still don’t feel like me. The happiness I thought I would have was taken from me. I already have a son. He just had a birthday this month. When I talk to some people they say well you already have a child. As if that takes away from the longing for another. I watch babies being made and born and grow all around me. All I think to myself Is what about me. I know I shouldn’t feel that way but I do. The worst part is when everyone was telling me I could try again, my partner and I were breaking up. There was no second chance. There was no keep trying. There was a baby. Then there wasn’t. It hurts. A year later and it still hurts. It’s all I want. I feel like I will never recover. Never be happy again. Never get another chance. I know I have a child already and some people don’t have any. I know I shouldn’t be so upset. I just am. I wish it the pain would go away. It just sinks deeper into my soul making itself apart of me.