What shocked me most about myself after experiencing my second miscarriage was the depth of my resentment. I had never considered myself a hateful person. Anger, jealousy, and spite were emotions I rarely engaged with. But following the loss of that little life—so full of promise—I found myself engulfed in something monstrous. My resentment morphed into a ferocity I hadn’t known existed within me, aimed squarely at a particular group: expectant mothers.
I wished misfortune upon them. I resented their joy and their glowing pregnancies. Witnessing their husbands help them from cars filled me with bitterness. I loathed their round bellies, glowing cheeks, and fashionable maxi dresses. I wanted them to stumble in their heels and spill decaf coffee all over their unsuspecting partners. I craved for someone else to share my sorrow—a fellow miserable soul. I transformed into a person I barely recognized, burying the kind and hopeful version of myself in a dark abyss, and I couldn’t even remember how to retrieve her.
As this new, embittered self emerged, I struggled to see the world beyond my own grief. Life continued for everyone around me—people laughing, conversing, and going about their lives, blissfully unaware of my turmoil. The sight of mothers—both those expecting and those with children—was almost unbearable. They radiated happiness, while I felt like a complete failure, having suffered two losses.
Being in social situations became a challenge. Alone, I managed to cope, occasionally losing myself in a book or a movie, but in the presence of others, I felt raw and exposed—like an unhealed burn victim. Emotions surged within me, and I feared their eruption with every kind word or gentle touch. I had never experienced feelings so overwhelming that I couldn’t mask them.
I despised my lack of control. I had always strived for composure, wanting others to see me as fine, even thriving. So, alongside my disdain for others, I harbored a deep self-loathing for my own vulnerability and bitterness.
Conflicting Voices
Inside my mind, conflicting voices battled for dominance, each vying for my attention:
- Resentful Voice: I resent everyone who is happy. Why isn’t anyone else suffering like I am?
- Rational Voice: Many people are facing far worse hardships than you, trust me.
- Guilty Voice: Others endure far more pain. Imagine losing a child who was already born, who you knew and loved. You have no right to complain. You can always try again.
- Resentful Voice: Shut up. I don’t care about anyone else; I’m just drowning in my misery.
For a significant time, the Resentful Voice prevailed, drowning out any rational thought. It took a long journey for the Rational and Guilty Voices to reclaim some ground. I wish I could say that they triumphed and rescued me from despair, that I healed purely through my own strength and logic.
But that wasn’t the case. I can say with certainty that I have emerged from that troubled place, but it wasn’t solely through my efforts or even through the support of friends and family. My profound recovery stemmed from ultimately experiencing a healthy pregnancy, which culminated in the joyous arrival of my children. I got incredibly lucky. Had that not happened, I cannot fathom where I would be today.
Though I managed to return to a semblance of normal life after my miscarriages, I was merely existing on the surface. Inside, I remained shattered and frustrated. I believe I would have eventually found my way back to confidence and strength, but it would have taken much longer.
Now, as one of the fortunate ones, I want to reach out to women enduring similar pain. I genuinely understand what you’re going through. It’s an unbearable experience, and I am profoundly sorry that you are there. It’s okay to feel resentment right now. What you’re facing is terrible, and your feelings are valid. Ignore anyone who tries to tell you otherwise. Life can be incredibly challenging, and sometimes there’s no silver lining. You will get through this because you are stronger than you realize.
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In summary, the journey through loss can evoke unexpected feelings of resentment and isolation. Recognizing and accepting these emotions is a crucial step in the healing process. While healing may not come solely from within, surrounding oneself with supportive resources can make all the difference.