This little line is beginning to predict how my day will go. Fmu is held all night so I can pee on this little amazon purchased stick with sleep still in my eyes & hope still in my heart.

If a vertical shadow of any kind blesses my morning, I have my FRER readily awaiting for confirmation purposes only in my bottom drawer.

I count the days like a mad man, loyally take my temperature even if my dog really needs to go out, I spend hours on google researching the safety of this or that & if my little control line sits in solitude....

well then I’m happy to look & tweak at others faint positives.

Sometimes I like seeing the Glow Announcements. I am in the group. For it gives me hope, hearing the stories... but today, no.

I’ll spit my stats as if it’s a common weather report.

This I have adapted to.

This I am tired of.

I log & check & update, save & analyze & I want & wish & hope!!!

And nothing.

14 dpo.

1 day period late.

Scale 1-10 Hopes high 8...

6th BFN & a 1 Vvvvfl yesterday on an evil blue dye.

Yet there it sits ........ this amazon cheapie, a solo red line, like a middle finger saying fuck off.

I’m not going to let it ruin today though. I’m going to live my life & not let this little control line control me. I may be sad but I’ll keep going. I made it this far right?