A Separation of Life and Infertility

Ok, so yesterday was the last string for me. I don't know what it was other than it is just that time of the month that I become VERY emotional about the stupidest things and over analyze everything. After crying just about the whole afternoon I have come to the realization that my infertility doesn't define who I am. Yes, it is a very important part of my life, but it doesn't make me a failure or success. I have had so many different thoughts and feelings about going through with IVF that my head is going to explode some days. I know you are all tired of hearing about it, and I don't want to be repetitive soooo......I came up with this. This, my loved ones, is my venting/crying/laughing place. I know some may be offended with what I have to say, and that is why I am putting a WARNING out right now. This is a place for me to vent, so if I have something on my mind that you have done/said/or implied that I have taken the wrong way....it may end up here. I am not saying what I write is the right thing (because my emotions are irrational most of the time) but it is my way of putting how I feel out there, and maybe letting you see just a glimpse of the hurt/anticipation/excitement that this path of my life is leading me. I love you all and always will, and I thank you for your support.