It seems like I don't have anyone to talk to about it. Which obviously isn't true at all... I have my friends, my family... But why bother them with this? Why bother them with my insane insecurities and worries about something that could turn out to be just nothing?
I don't want to go back there. I don't want to go back to the place where they told me that my child had died. Where they told me that something was wrong. I have to go back and see their happy freaking faces... the people that don't remember, that don't know what I went through.
I just don't know if i can do it.
I dont know if I can listen to more bad news.
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