This probably makes me look like a bastard, but...
I should've realised the magic was gone when she had her second miscarriage and despite me looking after her as best I could, neither she, nor any of her friends or family, gave a shit about how it affected me.

I finally realised the magic was gone when, after she'd left me due to her having an affair (the day I confronted her with evidence was the day she told me she was pregnant and didn't know who the father was, which wasn't important in the end as she had a third miscarriage), we met for a drink and she told me the guy she'd been having the affair with had also been shagging a druggy so she may have had something. Thankfully their tests came back clear, but that was the day I threw my wedding ring into a nearby field.

Length? Too long. Far too fucking long.
(Vigilante Man weeps because you're stupid., Fri 22 Oct 2010, 0:14, 4 replies)

Please don't think I'm being blasé about the miscarriages,
each one still hurts like fuck.
(Vigilante Man weeps because you're stupid., Fri 22 Oct 2010, 0:23, closed)

they hurt.....
my wife had one 5 years ago and we still think of junior around the beginning of June which is when he/she would have arrived :ó(
(Lip Up Fatty Fatty Reggae still loves BBQ food on, Fri 22 Oct 2010, 13:36, closed)

I'm really sorry you went through that
People tend to forget that miscarriage doesn't only affect the one who was pregnant. I know my uncle grieved as much as my aunt when the same happened to them, and was as joyous as she when they did finally succeed in having a baby.
(louveciennes , Volvospotter, Fri 22 Oct 2010, 1:19, closed)

oh :(
I wish I'd seen this before posting about miscarrying with my druggy BF
(insomniac-surfer oh go on then, just this once, Fri 22 Oct 2010, 1:29, closed)