Nothing prepares you to hear the words, “I’m sorry but there isn’t a heartbeat.”
Category: Grief & Loss
Stories about grieving and loss
My daughter was quarantined at birth. Then my husband had a stroke. It felt like the world was ending and I really wanted to use.
I drank because I had feelings, at my feelings, at and because of your feelings, and around situations that caused them.
I’ve stayed sober through tremendous loss but none more profound than my divorce.
I thought I was ok. I had miscarried naturally twice before. But I wasn’t ok. I’m not ok.