its like all of us ladies are on this moving conveyor belt towards ttc. and at the end of the conveyor belt is this ugly ass man with a red rope letting only who he wants through the road of positive and happyness and the others to this belt that just keeps going around in a constant circle. the ttc tww over and over again. that shit ass feeling of being in a que for hours on end and finally getting to the man with the red rope only to be told to go stand back in line for another month. wahhh