I really hope someone still reads this thread as I am going through something so similar.
I was with my partner for a year and a half, we were looking at buying a home together and he used to always talk about getting me pregnant and how he was so excited for us to have babies. We both agreed for me to come off the pill in October 2019.
In January 2020, after several symptoms I took pregnancy test(s) and found out we was pregnant. We worked out that I must have been around 6-8 weeks. I was super excited but as soon as we found out he became extremely panicky and really negative. I brushed this off and tried to reassure him that everything would be okay.
I later booked in for a midwife appointment and was told to book an early scan to figure out how far along I was.
Three days before my midwife appointment, while in work, I started cramping and bleeding heavily. I quickly realised I was having a miscarriage. Myself and my boyfriend went to the hospital and I got an internal and was basically told to ride it out and take another pregnancy test in a week.
For the next week, I cried and cried as I felt all my pregnancy symptoms disappear and knew exactly what was happening. Low and behold I took the test a week later and of course it was negative. I was devastated. I was so angry that this had happened to me and I was in so much pain that all I wanted to do was lie with my boyfriend and cry.
However, days after the miscarriage, my boyfriend returned to normal. He went out of town to play FOOTBALL a day after the miscarriage and left me alone crying in our home. Every opportunity he got he would go, if it was to go to the gym, to see his friends, to leave early for work. I thought this was his way with dealing with it. All the while he’s telling me how devastated he was etc.
I am not originally from the city we live so have no family or close friends here and the only person I wanted to be around was him. Because he wasn’t there, I returned to work after four days because being in the house depressed me.
Fast forward to June 2020. Iv been struggling in the last few months, not only due to the miscarriage, but lockdown (coronavirus) and my boyfriends lack of understanding and sympathy. I felt like I was talking to a brick wall, I was telling him what I needed him to do which only included him being there for me, listening to me when I was feeling low and to be honest just being a good boyfriend and person.
July 2020- he breaks up with me. He tells me that he hasn’t been able to truly honest about his feelings towards the miscarriage (he used inverted commas) He said he cannot understand why this is still upsetting for me and why I am not over it. I explained the emotional effect a miscarriage has on a woman’s body to which he said, ‘I wish you wouldn’t call it a miscarriage I would say it was more of a missed period. You wouldn’t have known you were pregnant if you didn’t take the test’ this blew me away. Of course it was a miscarriage and of course I was pregnant. I understand he can’t fully understand exactly how I feel and I have accepted that but saying something so personal and making me out to be dramatic really hurts. He further explained that he thinks it’s ridiculous that my friends and family sent me flowers for MY loss as they were ‘adding fuel to the fire.’ He told me he couldn’t support me because he didn’t believe there was anything to support me for.
I’m sorry this story is abit long but I feel like I have really needed to get this off my chest.
My partner is now of course my ex partner. I am still so so heartbroken, he was the person I thought I was going to be with and now I know all those months of pretending to me there for me has been a lie which makes it all so much harder. I have started to doubt myself that maybe I was being dramatic and maybe if I got over it sooner we would still be together. But I know in my heart that this breakup is not my fault And that he is the one with the problem not me.
I’m so sorry all you ladies have gone through this and I wish you all the best in the future x