πŸ’”πŸ’”πŸ’”

I got my hopes up again.

I thought this was my month..

But my body played tricks on me again.

I was let down again.

Another negative test.

Another 30+ minutes crying on the toilet.

Another let down from my own body.

Another series of questions of β€˜What did I do wrong?’

Because it seems that I’ve done nothing right.

I’m disappointed.

I’m hurt.

I’m tired of going through this same disappointment every month.

I just want it to be my turn.

I got my hopes up again. πŸ’”