I am just going through my 2nd miscarriage in less than 9 months and I feel pretty much like crap and I am full of rage. The worst part is that I feel like when I talk to people they just say the most unhelpful things. This is my third pregnancy loss - my first was a ruptured ectopic (2007), a miscarriage at 7 1/2 weeks (2012), now a miscarriage at 6 weeks. When I had the ectopic pregnancy I told everyone who asked how I was. This was a brilliant way to find out that most people have no idea what to say when presented by this type of information. Unfortunately there were also lots of people who said things that really hurt. Now I am more careful who I tell but I still don't know how to cope with the unhelpful comments. I really want to tell them to &*%$ off or at least out them for saying things that hurt me but I really don't know how to say anything. And it is not just random people who say things that don't help. For instance, my doctor (who knew we were ttc and that we had even consulted a fertility clinic before conceiving on our own) said "at least we know you can get pregnant." How is this supposed to help! and honestly I don't think it should count as a pregnancy if I only know I am pregnant for 2 week. A successful pregnancy ends with a happy healthy baby otherwise it is a failure and a doctor should have the sense to know this. Then there is my Mom. Usually I would turn to her for support on anything but she is a total failure when it comes to supporting me through my miscarriages. Last time she just kept telling me how she conceived after a miscarriage. This time she just told me that she was "sorry for me but she was also sorry for herself since she wouldn't get another grandchild." NOT helpful! I really need advice, how does one cope with these unhelpful comments? What can I say to people to make them understand? I don't want to just isolate myself but honestly I am feeling more and more like I can't talk to anyone. I don't even think that my husband would be able to understand all the crap going through my mind right now. He is very loving and supportive but he worries about my well being and I think it would scare him to know the thoughts in my head. Anyway, I would love to hear how others have coped with this.