I give up on everything. I'm tired of fighting with the new health insurance company over getting scripts filled; the doctor wants me on it for a reason and it's on your formulary list that says nothing about a prior authorization, so fill the damn thing. I'm tired of being told that my medical conditions are my fault; I didn't ask for them or bring them upon myself. I'm tired of the "we tried for 3 months (or a year), so I know what your 11 years of infertility is like". I'm tired of getting nowhere and it feels like I'm the only one in this marriage that is ttc. I keep track of everything and write it down so you know. Yet here I am in my fertile week and you're passed out. I've said something multiple times, but nothing ever changes. It's like you don't give a shit, so why should I even bother anymore? I've cried so many tears, have been through so many things, and put my body through so much over the last 11 years we've been "trying", but it feels like none of that matters to anyone. I'm tired and I don't think I can do this anymore. I can't give 110% because I don't think I have it in me any more and it feels like you're not there.