Noone has really written in here, but I really need to get this of my chest.
I think a majour part of my current illness has come from loosing my daughter, she'd be 11 this July.
She was 6 weeks prem, but died 10 days old. I can't even describe the pain it has caused me over the years.
I was young when I had her, and didnt fully 'understand' while I was pregnant, my mum told me she was bringing her up as my sister etc, but I just couldnt have that when she came into the world. She was mine, my daughter, my babygirl. Now ripped from me, taken from my heart.
For the first 2 maybe 3 years I said nothing of her, acting as if nothing was wrong, and everything was normal, people worried at first but then just waited.. waited and waited.. then after a loooooong time.. it hit me, grief. Nasty nasty thing that it is. However, this time being ill (I started getting worse last Augest, now at its peak peak peak!!) it seems like yesterday when I had her, yesterday was the 'thing' happened to get my pregnant. I could write a list here now of what is going on in my head, the mess that is in my head, but a big thing is my daughter. Noone can ever replace her, my angel.
I dont know what else to say. I love her, I miss her, I'd die for her, if it was me or her I'd have happily have chosen her to stay. She would have the best life growing up with my mum and co. but no, leaving me here with the mess to clear up, that and many other things of course. but i want my daughter.. i want her.. just to hold her, even one more time.
I volunteer at a youth group, I have done for 7 or 8 years now, but they are 10-14years old, so its really hard sometimes being with them, watching them. I swear they can see the pain inside me.