So my boyfriend sits me down and says, "I'm going to tell you something and I don't want you to get upset." So I said ok. "My sister is pregnant." Fan fucking tastic. How sweet. A week after my D&C. I start bawling And ya know what he said? "It happens all the time Ashley." I'm so angry I threw up. The terrible thing is, is that she has had to do IVF. So I can only imagine how she felt when I got pregnant without even trying. So I feel like a piece of shit for that. I feel like an even bigger piece of shit because I can't be happy for her right now. I was supposed to have the first grand child. That was supposed to be me. And then on top of that apparently it happens all the time, ya know? If one more person says that to me I don't know what I am going to do. I have tried to be strong all week and boom, lost it. God is seriously testing my faith and my strength. This whole week I have felt like shit because my boyfriend nor his family have asked me if I'm ok. I've felt so lonely. And now I'm going to be even more lonely because she's having a baby and everyone's so excited. I'm happy for her but I can't be around her. I just can't. You can tell me I'm being a selfish jerk if you want to, because that's how I feel. But then again I feel so sad too.