We are able to tolerate difficult experiences because we know they end.
It is not the same with infertility; I have no idea if it will end.
Everyone's ending is different. Some women have babies and that is their ending. Some women exhaust all their options, and decide to end their journey. Some women are simply told; you will never have children.
Where does it end.
My confusion lies in my own failed optimism. Optimism that at times, can lead me to believe that I am getting closer towards my goal. Confusion, when I realize I have no idea where I am on my own personal journey.
After years of trying, is this only the beginning? Am I on the brink of merely starting something? After years of trying, and I almost finished? Or, am I in the elusive middle?
I.
Have.
No.
Idea.
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