N/c because I've had ten years of being misinterpreted.
So I'm ten years out of losing my son who was stillborn at full term.Im ok. Life is good. But sometimes, in my dreams, I'm just filled with seething rage at how I've been treated since this loss.
Everyone was kind and sympathetic when it happened, but my grief far outlived their sympathy. Six months after he died, people were saying 'it's not right that she's still grieving, it's not normal' and by people I mean my mum, my husband, the people i called my best friends.
One so-called friend sent me an angry email when I was not able to see her when she was pregnant. (This was maybe 2 years post loss and being in close company with pregnant women still to this day makes me feel unsettled and shaky in a visceral way. The psychiatrist I saw said it was PTSD and not something I can just snap out of)
The end result is that I just don't talk about it to my mum, my husband or friends, and I've learned to keep my feelings to myself and expect nothing. Some counselling had helped a bit. And life moved on. I'm happy and thriving in most ways. I'm not a grieving wreck by any stretch but I do have the odd bad day.
But tonight I mentioned to my husband that I wouldn't be seeing a friend who was pregnant until her baby was hopefully safely here and his response was 'oh wow that's a long time not to see her' with what I am sure was a bit of of eye roll. I'd have liked him to have said 'that's hard. Are you ok? Is there something I can do?' But no. Just more judgement. And the impression I should be over it by now.
I'm just so sad that there isn't one person in my life who can just sit with my feelings and tell me it's ok. I've had 10 years of feeling so desperately alone.
I'm not looking for advice. I have support groups (please don’t mention SANDS!!) I have other women who have been through this. I just wanted to shout this out. I'm tired of being misunderstood by those closest to me. I'm just so bloody tired and let down.