I felt empty. I felt numb.
I couldn't eat. I couldn't sleep. Everyone kept telling me everything was going to be okay. But it didn't feel that way. I felt like nothing was ever going to be okay.
Shane let me stay at my parents' house, but I could see he wasn't happy about it. He held me and kissed me and kept telling me he would make everything better, but I had a hard time believing it. How could he? It wasn't like he could bring our baby back.
It's funny how I had no idea I was carrying a child, yet, I feel like a massive chunk of my heart was missing. I couldn't even think about it without crying. It hurt too much. I couldn't look at Shane without feeling guilty.
If I had been more careful and paid attention to my body, I would've known about the baby and take better care of myself.
