Another month without being pregnant. Another moth separating our “baby to be” with our friends new daughter. We’ve been trying for almost 2 years… Lately, I’ve been holding up well, not stressing about it and just thinking “Alright! Back to working on it next month!” but this time, I’m crumbling down. I’m tired… frustrated, desperate, and I can’t stop crying. Why are there people able to have kids like it’s no big deal and then mistreat them or even go as far as to end their lives, whereas we can’t even get a single one that we’ll love and cherish? We keep doing everything right, but I always end up “in blood” and pain. Fertility clinics are so fucking busy, we can have an appointment for another few months! I’m just stuck in this never ending circle of disappointment…

P.S I don’t really need advice or anything. Just needed to let it out…