I confess that I have a problem. And this problem hurts, breaks, and drives me crazy. I confess that TTC has stolen everything from me. My smiles, my dreams, my peace of mind, my sleeps, my eating habits, my fun side, my physical appearance.
I confess that I don't know how to get rid of this feeling. Feeling of emptiness, and sadness.. feeling of a loser and a dreamer.. this is what I know how to do in my life.. dream, stress, and feel anxiety every single second.
I confess that I really want to get out of this deep hole. I need help, and I have reached a point that I wont try hard for it. I want my life back, even DH has told me to get my life back, and it hurts so much to hear it from him.
I confess that I want to heal, I want to smile again and joke much more like before.. I really want to take things less serious and get back the life I had. I want to live a honeymoon with DH every single day, and be the best wife there can ever be.
I confess that when I say that I am a loser is because I feel that if DH would have married someone else, then he would have been a dad by now.. who knows? but sadly this is not the case with me... Maybe this is wrong to be said but I feel I have to say it out loud or my heart will stop beating.
I confess that the 2 miscarriages I have been thru have destroyed me.. oh wow, I really have a sad life, don't I? I want to get out of this.
But I also confess that I want a baby so badly.. I confess I want to be a mother.. give birth to a miracle and blessing, either blue or pink, it doesn't matter..
Most probably, if this month doesn't work out.. I will give up, and try to get my life back.
