I've been down these past couple of days, and I know why now. At 16 I was pregnant with my first... She didn't make it. I made it up to 18 weeks... Tomorrow I turn 18 weeks... I'm happy, yet terrified I'll go to my appointment on the 10th and they'll tell me something's wrong. My anxiety is getting the best of me. Not to mention her best friend depression... I feel like it's a bittersweet time for me and I don't know how to feel... I just want to cry...