So, as some of you would know I was pregnant. Well I unfortunately suffered a miscarriage and lost my baby. It really is a sad matter, and it can fuck a person right up. But you know what makes it worse? It’s the SECOND baby I’ve lost to the same guy and when I told him I lost the baby, he couldn’t even text me to see how I am. Which is why I am glad to be over him! I hate him so much right now. But I just want to say this; people say that losing a baby has to be one of the worst things in life, and they are so right. It hurts in so many different ways. I always got sad hearing about other people’s losses, I never once stopped to think how I would feel if I ever lost a baby. All I wanted was to see my baby and hear their heartbeat. I’ll never get to see their face, hold their hand, tickle their feet and kiss their forehead. Instead I have to put up with people telling me I’m a fat, ugly slut that was never pregnant, that I lied about being pregnant. I would NEVER lie about a new life. That’s sick and low!