My mental health has been off the wall lately with this quarantine I have a lot of time to think, I’m hating myself for being infertile for being broken, for not being able to do the one thing I feel like I’m suppose to be able to do and that’s be pregnant. I want it so bad it hurts and consumes me. Yet there is nothing I can do I have been trying for 8 years, I can’t afford fertility treatments. And they may not even work. I told my husband last night he deserves to be with someone who can give him a child, he’ll be 40 this year it’s not fair to him. I’m thinking of just leaving him so he can stop putting his life on hold and be with someone who can provide him the family I can’t. Is that ridiculous