Dearest Fertility Friend, 10 years ago I was in your shoes.
After five and a half years of trying to conceive, I was an obsessed, confused, anxious, angry, and sad human. I saw triggers everywhere. I was a mere whisper of who I used to be, lost in the bleakness of a future without kids. Meanwhile, even my nieces were having babies, and there was an expectation that I would be thrilled, excited, and elated about that. I wasn't. Oh I was certainly happy they were happy; but inside I felt like I was dying.