Sometimes you feel so strong, you feel you can do this and you'll get through it. On other days, you'll wake up and want nothing more than to curl up and wither away. On those days, darling, go ahead. Let yourself grieve that part of you that you lost. Curl yourself up into a ball of despair. And I'll come and hold you.
reading random comics and I am coming to realize that it is a pet peeve of mine whenever writers have a woman suddenly miscarry/be pregnant when they die for added drama/man pain