Why the Hell is it always ME that has to be the Strong one? Why is it always ME who has to hold in her tears, and her anxiety and her fear and her true feelings about everything..Just so other people won't have to deal with the truth..So OTHER people don't have to deal with my pain. Because they would feel obligated to help. That's always the way it goes. I'm trying SO desperatley to deal with the fact that I was..Pregnant..for a little while, I was...A Mother..A LifeGiver..And to have lost that..it HURTS like Hell. The pain that I feel seems like it's going to go on and on and on until it tears me apart inside. He keeps telling me I'm Strong, I'll get through this, etc. What if I don't WANT to be Strong? What if I want to break down entirely, and sob uncontrollably for my baby? Even if it never really technically was a baby... It was still a part of me, and now It's with..the Angels..Specifically..My Angel...Kailyn.. ...Oh This Glorious Sadness That Brings Me To My Knees....