I’m tall, but not skinny.
Intelligent but not very smart sometimes.
I can write my ass off, but am socially retarded when it comes to talking to people on phones or sometimes in person.
I’m pretty, but don’t really think Beautiful….
I’m strong-willed but not intentionally arrogant or stubborn…
I’m a mother figure, but not a mother.
How awful a feeling it is to be everything and nothing all at once. Sometimes I feel so strongly about things, I can’t believe that other people don’t get it, or don’t move on it. One of those things is this infertility thing. Obviously.
It is hard to be as militant and aggressive with this thing as i feel it truly needs, when I feel as down and out as I often do.
I’m pretty sure this fight is something I’m SUPPOSED to share, and I’m SUPPOSED to push, and I’m SUPPOSED to open minds about,…but I am surely moving at a snail’s pace.
So, if you’ve visited, or commented, or even lurked, I thank you. Please, tell someone about it, get the dialogue going, and help me, help myself.
