Well, it is Mother's Day. I honestly don't know how I feel or where I even belong. I'm not necessarily infertile.......but I have not been pregnant yet. We started trying almost two years ago.......but have not been able to try the whole time. I want to try........but want to be healthy before we do again. All of our one year testing came back fine (at one year and five months)........but we can't go any further than that until I am better or at least have answers as to what is wrong with me.
So fuck today. I had a little breakdown today which I honestly wasn't excpecting. I had dreams about Stanley last night and I woke up crying. I cannot forgive myself for not giving him a proper burial/cremation. He deserved better than just being thrown in with all the other animals and being scattered in some park. I still miss him terribly. I am terrified that I will never feel good again. I know I need to stop, but I can't help feeling like going to Mayo in June is my last hope. What if they can't help me? What if they don't know anyone who can? What if they just tell me this is the way it's going to be forever; that there's nothing that can be done? What if they do something to screw me up even worse? I just don't understand why all of this had to happen to me. It has stolen the last two years of my life. And to make matters worse I am going to be 35 in a week and a half. Old. Advanced maternal age. And not even one child to show for it. I am worried that my husband will always be miserable in his work. I am worried that I will never find a job that is truly right for me, one that I'm not just settling for. I want so badly to be able to go back on depression medication but I react so poorly to it now that I don't know if I can/should stand it. Perhaps the side effects will dissipate if I give it two weeks? I don't know. And I have put on some weight so that my pants are fitting kind of tight. Not good. Why do things have to be so tough right now and when the fuck are they going to get better? I feel like I need big changes. I have no friends around me anymore. I think people are tired of hearing about my problems. I try really hard not to talk about it much, but when people ask how I am feeling what am I supposed to do? Lie? I try to just brush it off and say as little as I can. I try to remain positive. I think the bottom line is too that most people my age are busy with families that H and I don't have.
So honestly.....fuck everything right now.
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