The heartache is always there. I just put a band-aid on it sometimes.
This. So true.
We've been trying for #1 for over two years. We've never seen even a hint of a BFP. We haven't tried IUI or IVF yet, but I think I want to ask for an IUI next cycle, just to feel like I'm doing SOMETHING. Right now we're still trying oral meds, but they don't seem to be doing any good.
The heartache of infertility is always there - sometimes it is lessened by distractions, such as fun trips or household projects. And sometimes it is lessened by the glimmer of hope of starting a new fertility med/treatment for a cycle. But even those times, the times when the "band-aid is on", it doesn't stop that dull, painful throbbing I feel in my heart every time I'm out in public and pass a pregnant lady with a toddler in tow, or when I visit my pregnant friend, or hold the baby of a family member.
You're not crazy, or alone, in feeling this way, month after month. I'm pretty sure most of us on this forum can relate to exactly how that feels.
I'm always disappointed and in a depressed funk for a day or two once my early spotting starts, then again once AF actually shows up (I always seem to convince myself that maybe, MAYBE this time it's actually IB - but no, never), but most the time I can rally after a day or so. Recently, the worst months seems to be the medicated ones, not because of the extra hormones, but because it starts to get my hopes up since I'm trying something different. After my first round of clomid failed in early October, I lost it bad and cried off and on for about 3 days. That's actually when I finally told my mom and MIL the extent of what was going on - I just couldn't carry the burden by myself anymore.
I took my mom's advice and took two cycles off after that, just to chill out a little and stop thinking about it so much. I was still disappointed when AF showed, but it didn't send me into the normal tailspin of depression and anger. This cycle was another medicated cycle, and the spotting has already shown up, even earlier than normal, and I'm back to a severe crash and burn reaction. Hopefully I can put on my big girl pants and pull myself together in time to still enjoy Christmas.
I'm so sorry you have to go through this terrible, painful roller coaster every month, but remember you are not alone and there is still hope!