A sad journal to follow!
i know my journal can be sad. depressing. all feeling sorry for myself.
I didn’t start this journal for any reason other then to be an outlet for my own need to whine, bitch, complain, laugh, joke and be me.
Sorry if it brings you down, it’s not my goal. I am ok. by the way. I am sad alot but I am ok.
Sadness is all I have left of Evan as I try to move on with my life without him in it. Its tough. It’s not all consuming, I do laugh and have fun in life, I do go to work and do all those normal things, I do enjoy life and good food. MMMM Sushi!
I just do it all with a shade of sad included.
So if I seem like a full time hopless pity party, that is not who I am, that is just how I feel sometimes.
I just say it like I say it to my mom-You really can’t get it unless you have been here, and those who have, just get it. Here is a quote from darlingmiette that pretty much sums up what it like to be a stillbirth mama.
"It’s so curious: one can resist tears and ‘behave’ very well in the hardest hours of grief. But then someone makes you a friendly sign behind a window, or one notices that a flower that was in bud only yesterday has suddenly blossomed, or a letter slips from a drawer… and everything collapses. –Colette