I realized a few weeks back that I had reached a breaking point. That my ability to manage my grief and deal with life had reached critical mass. I have seen and felt it coming. The panic attacks, tiredness, lack of excitement around things I used to enjoy.
The difference is I recognized it and acted proactively. Tonight I have my first counseling session. I am hoping *fingers crossed* I have found someone that specifically deals with infertility and pregnancy loss. If not this one though, I will find someone.
Wish me luck.