Title says it all. I'm sick and tired of setting myself up for failure every month. I've gotten to the point that I hate my body for not doing what it should as a female. I hate myself because I feel like it's my fault. I don't want to blame my fiancé for his nearly fatal accident that he had 8 years ago that ripped up his pelvic region, but that probably doesn't help us either. I'm crying my eyes out right now as I type this because I'm just done. I'm weak and I know I am. But I need to stop now while I'm ahead before I destroy myself completely over this. I just want to thank all of you that have helped and been here for me. You're all such sweet, wonderful women. I hope you all get your BFPs soon. I'll be sending baby dust to all of you.