This has been rhe worst week.
Yesterday I fell apart and just let it consume me. I cried and cried.
We didn't get the house we really wanted.
This round of clomid did not work.
Other things happened but those two were big things. I know neither is the end of the world. I know things will work out. I also know that I needed the time to mourn another failed cycle and the reality that we have to start over on the house hunt.
I just feel pushed around and beaten up. I'll be fine, push through and be optimistic again soon. But for today, I will snuggle up with the hubs and cry and just get it out.
Then I'll go back to being strong.
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