Sometimes I think its easier to be hurt physically. It can be fixed, a plaster can be put on, a bandage can be wrapped around it. But when your heart is broken it's a lot more complicated. Yes, I think time does help heal, but your heart never heals completely! Perhaps the raw pain may dull but it NEVER goes away! The hurt will never be forgotten. Sometimes it hurts even going back to the place where the hurt 1st took place.

I have always thought how I never want my pain to be in vain. I have seen life from a different angle. I have learnt things I wouldn't have learnt if I hadn't gone through this. Life is such a journey. And it was never promised that it would be on a straight road. There are twists and turns. Unexpected accidents and road blocks, but it's how we react to these that counts. How we touch other peoples lives that matter! We are all in this together.
It is hard to not look at someone elses life and not become bitter and jealous.

I have really struggled with this one. I am very jealous of pregnant women. Jealous that they have what I want and was taken away from me. Jealous that they have already gotten through their 'danger' period. I feel like shouting at them that they have no idea! But I dont know their story behind their pregnancy. May have been numerous miscarriages, numerous attempts at IVF? But none the less, every time someone is pregnant, its like my wound is opened again, but with each opening comes healing. Like salt being poured on a wound, its stings like hell at first, but that actually brings healing!