As the headline goes, after some things that I found out yesterday, I feel like an absolutely terrible friend...

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I talked to the parents of my Goddaughter for the first time in a few weeks yesterday, only to find out that they had a miscarriage earlier in the month. They told me that it's been really hard on them, as they'd really been hoping to add another child to their family. I know what kind of pain they're going through — anybody who's read my commenting history knows that I've been through something similar.

I feel like an awful friend right now because they could've really used some support when it happened, and I wasn't there for them. They're not normally folks who reach out when they're struggling because they don't want anybody else to worry, but I should've been in touch more. They're the parents of my Goddaughter, for crying out loud. Instead, I got wrapped up in my own shit and wasn't there for them when they needed me.

I'm going to try to see them this weekend to offer comfort and/or a distraction, but I feel lower than low right now. I honestly don't know why anybody bothers to be friends with me.