Day 173
I’ve given up on understanding people. I really have. What makes them say the things they say? It has to be because of the things they think, but why would people be thinking these things? And even if they were, why would they say them? Today Brooke told me that we could just adopt again. That it wasn’t like losing our own child. We had only had her for a short time and losing her wasn’t the same as if we had given birth to her or had raised her her entire life. She went on to ask if we knew she was well taken care of and in good hands and happy, couldn’t we just adopt again and be just as happy as we were before. I was speechless. I literally couldn’t respond. It’s like my little girl is replaceable, like we can just plug another child into her spot and be fine about it. What the actual fuck? How could she ask me something like that?