As in, that eternity between when AF should have come and confirmation that you're either pregnant or not.

As in, the vortex in which I've been stuck for the last five days.

O'd on 10/18, expected AF on 11/01 and now three BFNs later... I know it's not likely I'm pregnant at this point but I was convinced - CONVINCED - this was my month.

It would probably help my nerves if I could drink but I'm trying to be good until I'm absolutely positively 100% sure. 😒

How do you deal with this without driving yourself crazy?