I’m done trying to understand the uterus, I’m done trying so damn hard to run into frustration after frustration after frustration.
I’m done obsessing about what is coming in and out of my body.
I’m tired of it. I’m tired of all of it.
Someone stop the train, I’m getting off.
Aw, I’m sorry Mandie! Frustrating, indeed. Sending your uterus all the *straighten up and make sense* vibes I’ve got.
Looks/sounds like the LP from hell. Sorry you’re having such a craptastic time of it.