I don't really know how to start this entry. Yesterday was probably one of the worst days I could've possibly had. I lost my baby, yes I was pregnant and yes I knew it and no I didn't tell anyone. I'm sorry I kept it from those of you that I know personally... I didn't even tell Tyler, because I didn't want it to be happening, and I thought that if I didn't acknowledge it, maybe I would be wrong. Turns out, I wasn't... It's odd how that happens, how I feel so empty and I actually miss my baby. Especially since I did all I could to not think about him/her...

For those of you I go to school with, please keep that to yourselves. If it gets around, it won't be hard to figure out why. No one except 3 of you knows about this journal, so out of respect for me, let's leave it as my business that i'm sharing with you in confidence. I don't want everyone to know.

I'm mourning the loss almost subconsciously. I woke up this morning cradling my belly, and absentmindedly I rub it all the time. It's a hollow feeling; I would never wish this on anyone. Thankfully I am blessed with people who care.

Prom is next Saturday and since Kara is still... not speaking to me, for whatever reason, my mom's being forced to go out and buy me shoes... and I feel fucking horrible.

I stayed home today. I hurt, and have a headache. Everyone should just be able to take a day off once in awhile.