It’s so hard not to be bitter lately. I just mentally need a fucking break. I’ve pulled myself out from darker places, but this is foreign. I’m not used to this type of hurt. But man, I’m not alright. I used to NEVER want to be a mother. Didn’t care that I “wouldnt be able to have kids” when I was 16. Here I am at almost 25 struggling to conceive. Had a miscarriage with my abusive, scumfuck ex. But can’t even get pregnant when I’m with the person I plan on spending my life with. What the fuck is wrong with me.
I told the hibachi guy to “make me regret being born” when he asked how spicy I wanted my spicy chicken, and he just nodded solemnly. I’ll see you all in Valhalla
