I am starting to feel like IVF is futile.
While I am thankful everyday it exists, I curse the fact that it only exists for those that can afford it.
Digging my way out of poverty just simply isn’t enough.
I wish I could just turn off my desire to have children.
I wish my husband could be enough to fill my heart.
The trauma all of this has caused has turned me into a person I don’t even recognize.
I wish I could just go back, but I know I cannot.
Sick of the desperation.
Tired of the depression.
I need help, and it truly is help that money can buy.