It's absolutely amazing how you can be rolling along feeling at least semi-confident about how it's all worked out and then BAM!, one comment or sentence and it's all about doubt and guilt again.
I noticed something about someone's success story with BF and read it. That was okay, but it was a comment that followed that said that her story just proved that any woman who wanted to BF could. Well, no, it didn't prove that at all, but way to go making those of us that couldn't overcome multiple struggles feel even worse. Again, one legged mountain climber stories.
I even looked at my son today, who will be 6 months old in a couple weeks and thought, "Wonder if he could latch?" I had the strongest desire to try it. I resisited. What would be the point? He would be confused and probably upset, and the well is way dry of what little was ever there.
Hugs to everyone pulled back in to this grief so easily! Makes me mad but also ashamed and embarassed that I'm not stronger-willed.