I’m so tired of being disappointed month after month. Every time I’m late, I cross my fingers, hold my breath and bam. It either has the most disappointing NO- or one line. Then I post it on here and you kind ladies say you see something and it turns out to be an indent or a f*cking dye run and I’m crushed. I’m so done. My entire month is: period, ovulation then counting every feeling and day until I can test and it’s taking over my every thought. I’m never going to get pregnant again. I’m just going to live in the life of self pity for a while...