I aborted my baby. Since then I’ve had dreams, nightmares and a constant aching emptiness. Now, any desire to have a child is gone. I always wanted to be a mother. Now, I can’t ever see it happening. I want a hysterectomy. I wish I had never done. It was partly my fault. I was careless, as was he. I don’t think he even cares anymore, really. I was upset because it was the due date. He hugged me and then nothing. We didn’t talk about it. We didn’t say anything. I hate him for that. I f****** hate hate hate hate hate hate him.