5-22-12 Yes I Have Little Voices in My Head, No I'm Not Crazy-You Are Your Best Cheerleader
It's been about a month and a half since my world shattered into pieces. I'm currently in the rebuilding process, trying to salvage anything I can. But the thought came to mind, maybe I just need to start anew. I'm still me but maybe I need to redefine who I am. I can't completely go back to the way I was, I went through too much the last couple of weeks and I've become stronger.

This whole ordeal broke me down to the lowest I've ever been and though I had the support of family and friends-which I'm very grateful for-it really took me having a talk with myself to get to a sense of stability. It didn't matter what anybody else was telling me, I kept falling into this dark place, until one day I decided I couldn't live like that anymore. I told myself "Shayla you're going to dry your tears and do something nice for yourself". I painted my nails! I never knew that something so simple could have a huge effect on my attitude. The next day while getting dressed I put makeup on. I don't usually wear makeup that much, it made me feel pretty. I smiled at myself in the mirror and told myself that "I was going to be ok, things happen for a reason, you shouldn't let the miscarriage and getting sick keep you from moving on, in time good things will come".