Bitter, party of one

I hate that I am becoming bitter, but I am. I usually notice it when I hear another pregnancy announcement. I want to be happy for them, really I do. But I can't help myself. I find myself thinking, why them and not me. And when I hear about girls who have no reason to worry, freaking out about every little thing in their pregnancy, I want to shake them and scream. I am tainted and will never be able to enjoy any future pregnancy I have because I will always think I am going to lose it.

I think maybe it's time I talk to someone because clearly the stress of infertility and my miscarriage are more than I can handle on my own.