Really finding it hard going this week. Trying to concentrate at work but to be honest I'm drifting. Never really dealt with losing my baby boy at 39 weeks - took time off work - but just ploughed on through Autumn and Christmas. Returned to work feeling positive in January and thought all my prayers had been answered when I fell pregnant again . I would get to October (birth month) with a baby in my arms and all would be good. Lost that baby and although I know that a new baby wouldn't take all the pain away it would be better - but now I'm facing up to what has happened it hurts. Wanted to lose weight (3 st over my usual weight) but not in a place to do so, getting up in the morning hurts, the day just drifts and everybody else gets on with their own lives whilst I am stuck. What is the point? Really? Not suicidal (don't worry) but just tired of trauma and surviving. Already taking antidepressants due to long term depression and anxiety. Got a little girl to live for but just treading water for her. Existing - like standing outside a window watching people's lives, they seem to cope and have their 2.4 children, hobbies etc.
Sorry for the self pity. I try not to be like this but this is an outlet for it. Know so many people on here have had similar or worse situations x