4 days late. I’ve been testing for a week now. I am so in denial. I can’t process a negative test. I’m still convinced I’m pregnant despite all the negative tests. I feel so completely different from how I usually do. I keep testing and seeing a sad single line and it breaks my heart. I feel like my body is leading me on or betraying me. I feel like it could be real and I test and I just break to pieces when it’s only one bold line staring up at me so defiantly, challenging me as if to say, “You didn’t really think you were pregnant did you? Cuz that’ll never happen.” To all you loving women, please send a little love my way. Lord knows I need it.