The weeks after I experienced my miscarriage were some of the strangest of my life. I almost felt numb to everything, I found that I couldn't even cry. I went to the GYN to make sure all of the tissue was expelled out of my body, which it was. I was relieved that I was not going to have to go through any other procedures to make sure everything was out of my body- but I couldn't help but think- This is it? This is how my pregnancy ends? A pregnancy that I was possibly not going to keep. But I didn't even get a chance to make that decision. I found myself laying down in my bed a lot. I felt exhausted, not just physically, but mentally. Even getting up and brushing my teeth or showering felt like an absolute chore to do. Thank god this didn't happen when I was still in high school.

