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Sad dowsnt cut it. Distraught, disillusioned, and enraged is more like it. My friend just posted a new blog about how her stepfather road a bus for 6 hrs, and flew back four days early from his missions trip to be with her after her miscarriage. I just want to scream. Don't I deserve someone to do the same for me? It's never gonna happen. My parents only care about themselves. I miscarried twice. Who came to me? No one! I'm not tying to be a victim here and please don't offer me a quick fix. I need a real person with skin. I have next to no experience with selfless people who sacrifice themselves to love me. I'm sick of it. I'm sick of seeing it happen for other people and feeling like I just have to sit on the sidelines saying, "well I don't need it because I have Jesus.".