Spotting, cramping like crazy. AF is well and truly on her way. I feel like my spine is about to slide out of my body and crawl away like a big skeletal earthworm. (That was gross!)
Well, that’s how it feels okay!
So sorry, Baby Blues, to hear about your BFN. I fear I am about to take that road with you. It’s a lonely and scarey place to be. As Smarshy put it so eloquently, “I let that evil woman HOPE into my house again”. She is only evil when partnered with DISAPPOINTMENT. Now there’s an EVIL COW if I ever saw one!
Okay, so the long-feared Aunt Flow has finally arrived and she brought a message: “You’ve failed again. You’re a Big Fat Failure.” Thanks AF, you have a way with words.
I don’t think it’s struck me yet but it’s creeping in slowly. Dammit, now I’m crying. Make-up’s ruined. Life is ruined. I have allowed myself to hope and now it’s ruining me and my makeup. Okay so now it’s struck me.
Please don’t phone me. I can’t talk about this right now. Comments are welcome.