food addiction
In October of 2020, I had been on a strict macro counting regiment for almost 6 months. My goal was to lose the baby weight from two children and depressive eating patterns I had sustained over the previous 4 and a half years. It was working. But something was coming undone in my head. A voice I had kept in check for the previous 6 months.

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Miscarriage Changes You
On the anniversary of the death of the spouse, parent, or earthside child, we talk about it. We visit a gravesite. We receive renewed condolences.

But with miscarriage, there is usually no grave to visit. No one remembers the day of loss or the estimated due date of birth. We’re left to ourselves to grieve in silence. No one wants a mopey woman on their newsfeed.

I don’t think any woman owes anyone else her story. But we HAVE to find a way to talk about it.