Sunday, September 16, 2007


The wedding was nice, the reception was well thought out by the groom's side of the family (surprisingly, since they have the accumulative IQ of a fruit fly). Noone said anything to me about the baby, which I think may have been worse than them acknowledging it. It's like I have a disease that noone wants to talk about.

I lost a baby. Maybe you don't know what to say to me, but don't say NOTHING.

I'm so tired. It's like my body hasn't figured out that I'm not pregnant anymore.