In 2018/2019 I lost two babies, both in the second trimester, within the space of seven months. It was the most heartbreaking thing to go through once, let alone twice, and I'm still grieving a lot over it.
I had someone who I considered to be a best friend. Friends for 15 years, we went through so much together, thought we would always be part of each other's lives.
After I lost the first baby she wasn't a massive support, but still kept in touch. I was a bit hurt she wasn't making more of an effort for me, but still valued her friendship.
I then lost the second baby, and suddenly she was absolutely no support to me. In fact, she seemed to be actively avoiding me. She didn't ring once, or come to see me. She texted once or twice in the weeks after the loss, but when I replied saying what a hard time I was having and how lonely I was it took her 9 days to reply, and even then she didn't acknowledge what I'd said, just a vague 'ok well maybe see you soon xx'
Since then, our friendship has just drifted further and further apart. I sent her a long message last year about how hurt I was that she wasn't there for me, she replied with a massive apology and we met up to talk about it, but she almost made things worse by giving these dreadful excuses as to why she hadn't had time to contact me. That was the only time we've seen each other in person since I lost my second baby.
We hasn't spoken in months and it was really stressing me out, so I texted her a few weeks ago and she said she was so happy to hear from me, and we had a nice text conversation, but still she just seems a bit distant. And when she was telling me all the things that have happened in her life since we last spoke that I didn't know about (Massive things, like moved house, changed jobs) it just made me feel so sad that all this had happened in her life, and that the only reason I've been left out of it all is because my babies died and she feels awkward about it.
I don't really know why I'm writing this. I think I just need to vent. I feel like after going through a horrendous experience, I'm now being punished by someone who I thought was meant to be a friend. She's never spoken to me about my babies, never used their names, just pretends they never happened. It's just so hurtful and shit and I don't know why I'm still fighting for the friendship.
How do I let go and move on?