tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2595342594938455327.post3427486208647987953..comments2023-03-24T16:35:45.215-07:00Comments on Diary of a Mad Infertile Woman: Practice Makes BetterUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2595342594938455327.post-1528464442272042532011-02-24T08:03:40.461-08:002011-02-24T08:03:40.461-08:00It's so hard when you are frustrated and don&#...It's so hard when you are frustrated and don't want to be. I walk the fine line of being "upset" and "bitter". I picture myself being the old, childless witch at 80+. Or at 30...Either way, I don't want to be, but when it feels like the world is against you (even though you know it's not), it's enough to make you crazy. And bitter. Good luck!<br />*here for iclw*Rachael Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02986305836179588148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2595342594938455327.post-21730230724115403892011-02-09T06:33:40.603-08:002011-02-09T06:33:40.603-08:00I'm so sorry about AF and I totally understand...I'm so sorry about AF and I totally understand your feelings. I use the gym as a place to release my frustrations too--I swear it's the only thing that really works for me. <br /><br />PS-I love that your dad reads and comments on your blog!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2595342594938455327.post-42842165846488649582011-02-05T10:08:41.263-08:002011-02-05T10:08:41.263-08:00So sorry for the BFN, cyst, and frustration. I'...So sorry for the BFN, cyst, and frustration. I've been there before (really am still there) and it sucks. Hoping for good things for you in the future.TheThirtiesGirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00408172798593083825noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2595342594938455327.post-67373781862110544192011-02-04T11:50:01.224-08:002011-02-04T11:50:01.224-08:00Today is Friday and I hope with a little time you ...Today is Friday and I hope with a little time you may be feeling a better. I don't know what all you are feeling but I do know how it feels to see yourself as inferior. And I, too, have gone to bed wishing to never wake up unless all my troubles are gone. Perhaps these are universal feelings, everyone experiences. But that is of little help, really. When you hurt you hurt, it doesn't really help to know that others hurt too. At 68, I have found no way to ease these pains. I bear them as best I can until, one day, they don't seem to matter so much. But they still come back, to be born again until, one day they don't seem to matter. I've wondered if the cycle is chemical, something in the stars, maybe even an illness. Especailly at 2am, when the guilt and pain of memories wont quiet. Sometimes I read a book to quiet my mind and that usually works. I've heard people say that they will themselves to not think certain thoughts or feel certain pain. I haven't learned to do that. I suspect I may need, in some spiritual ense, to be in that pity pot because I have gone there enough, ever since I can I remember, that it is part of my persona. It is,you know. The introspection, the ups and downs, the being disappointed with myself. All part of my persona since childhood. So, I guess, in that way I own it. Its part of me and what makes me me. If I didn't have unthinkable thoughts, if hadn't done the things I did, if my body didn't have its faults, who the hell would I be? Not me. I'd be someone else. Someone you wouldn't recognize. Someone I wouldn't know. So I have my mind, I have my body, and I really am comfortable with them. Its a good thing because we really don't get to choose our bodies or our minds. And a lot of living life is not really a choice. I'll bet you are feeling better already? :-D (Dad)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com