I know that I’m supposed to be made of stronger stuff…
And that I can weather situations better than most.
I can even find a perfect silver lining in the worst situations so that I can give myself the inspiration to keep on trucking.
Not so much.
I talked to a few people (who have been through it successfully and unsuccessfully) about what the IVF procedure really entails… in detail. And I found myself thinking… “Why me?” Why must I take the road less traveled just because I’m stronger.
I want to be weak. Just once, maybe. And have things come easy.
I know. I’ll be all strong again tomorrow and find the bright side of this.
But right now?
GOD it sucks to be me.