I fucking hate hormones.
No one else I know is pregnant with twins right now, and I feel so damn alone. All my friends are not pregnant, and I feel like the trailer-trash kid who can’t keep her legs crossed.
I hate the aloneness.
Last time, I had a group of great guys all going through the same thing. And now I’m going through it again and I feel so… isolated. Like a freakshow, a specimen, a guinea pig.
I’m 25.5 weeks pregnant, and I should think myself lucky it’s only just hit me now.
It’s gonna pass, right?
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