I am so sick and tired of people telling me it was my fault that I miscarried. Tonight I held my baby cousin and it has just opened up the waterworks.

I am so over people telling me it was because of my diet or because of my “partying”. No. I fell pregnant because I was taking the pill religiously and still fell pregnant. Shit like that happens. I quit smoking and drinking energy drinks every time I found out. I am just the one of many who have had recurrent miscarriages. I am so tired of hearing “it just wasn’t meant to be” or “it’s fine you’re too young”. I know I’m young. Yes I am not the “appropriate” age to have kids. Doesn’t mean I can’t grieve the loss of FOUR miscarriages resulting in major depression and anxiety that I have been struggling with for the last year.

Give us a break for the love of fuck.

I never had a clear image of what I would look like as a mother, but this image speaks volumes to me and this moment will and does mean the world to me

I just needed to vent Thankyou xx