Bad Day (sorry it's long)

I'm 21, engaged, and just found out I have PCOS. All I want to do is cry. I know it's not the end of the world and that I'm lucky to find out at a young age; however, it doesn't stop it from hurting. While also battling depression and anxiety disorder, I question what I'm doing with my life sometimes. I question myself a lot, but the one thing I'm sure of is that I always wanted to be a mother. I know I would be a great one. Ever since I was two, I loved watching the baby shows on TLC. I loved that special moment when a mother held the love of her life for the first time and felt the automatic love between them. I knew that would be me some day. Why is it that women who really want a child and would love, protect, and provide for their child no matter what have the hardest time concieving? And women who don't need children and don't want them get pregnant easily? I know the journey will not be easy but all hope is not lost. I told myself no more crying after today. Soon I will be a teacher with a class full of my babies. One day I will hopefully have my special moment. Baby dust to all the PCOS Warriors and women with other health issues affecting their fertility. Baby dust to me.