Well I don't want your stupid suggestions. What's counselling going to do? Shove them both back up there with a heartbeat?!
I resent deeply the implication that I'm out of line or unstable - because I fucking well hurt that I've lost three children in three months. I'm normal - just because I'm not going quietly into the night, smiling sweetly and pretending the world's an awesome place - I'm going with a fight and I'm not going to hide away what happened to my babies in shame.
I don't need counselling - I know what happened. I need do-gooders to keep their noses out of my freaking business when they don't know what I'm feeling or how I'm handling things. If I want to fall apart - I'm hurting no one else if I'm not even going out of the house until I'm sure that storm's cleared the horizon.
And I'm entitled to be angry - I'm entitled to be angry at the hospital staff who butchered putting the canula in my hand so it's black and blue today, I'm entitled to be angry at the insenstive cow who brought her brat along to make everyone else's miscarriages even more hellish, and I'm entitled to be angry at the idiot along the street with the world's most annoying barking dog (that can't even bark properly because it squeaks at 6am). I'm doing no one any harm - now get off my chuffing case and leave me alone.
Hell it's not as if I'm even cluttering up the planet's resources with children - so I can't be doing any harm can I?
The last thing I need right now is yoghurt knitting do-gooder counsellors trying to poke inside my head and figure me out. What's "working through my grief" going to do? My children died, my body failed (and the NHS left me, and them, to rot for a month before they decided to sort it out)... I'm not thick - surprisingly I'm rather pissed off about the injustice in the world - I'm also pissed off about my football team's league position and the fact my car's broken - counselling wouldn't help with those either.
If I ended it all - would be a choice I made freely and willingly and in full awareness of the implications. At least I respect those who take that course of action do so as such and aren't some kind of freaks or problems needing sorting out.
Talking does naff all.