So, we're traveling this weekend - 8 hours - to see a family friend's newborn. And I really don't want to go.
I'm horrible. I'm a horrible person for not wanting to go. I don't like this about myself.
Why does it have to conjure up such yucky feelings about what I don't have? And why do I have to be strong to make myself face this?
The Bean Stalks posted a timely entry for me here on facing these conflicting feelings. She decided to visit a pregnant friend of hers. And it wasn't easy. But she's glad she did. Thanks, Em!
How do I face this? What do I do???
1 month ago