This is an angry post. This is me writing about my unresolved dreams, my wasted time, money, effort, and emotion. This is me not yet coming to terms with not having control of my reproduction. You can’t MAKE a disease go away. You can’t MAKE sperm appear.
I have never spent so much time fighting envy, avoiding people, or numbing myself against pain as I have since ending my trying to conceive journey.… Continue reading