I see the Green Eyed Monster lurking around the corner. I've been pretty good about keeping her away. That bitch is so mean and cold. Aldd that monster can do is wallow in her own pain and not be happy for others.
Why can't I get over it. Don't get me wrong, I am happy for the rainbows. They give me hope. I am happy for my family and friends, but I'm so jealous. Why does everyone get to have their baby but us?
They all say, you can have another, you'll have yours one day. Happiness will come. But that happiness will not be Delilah, not exactly. My beautiful little baby girl is not resting happily in her crib, she is ashes on the shelf in our room. Just saying that feeling like I'm being stabbed in the heart. I feel betrayed. Why world? Why?
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