Another “Real” day when the recurring problems raised their ugly heads yet again.
Another day where I feel like this “condition” is slowly but surely stripping away my life as well as my sanity.
Another day when someone doesn’t understand the stigma I’m under as a childless woman and how it’s shaped who I am.
Another day where I feel completely and utterly alone.
Another day where I feel like this thing has stolen my future.
Another day when it feels like a curse.
Another day where I feel that God’s promises only apply to those who were fortunate enough to have a functioning reproductive system.
Another day where the empty womb threatens ALL of my relationships.
Another day where I feel the only people who truly understand what I am going through are miles away and/or only available through the internet.
Another day where I’m afraid to reach out to anyone because I’m embarrassed and mad as hell that I’m in this dark place again.
Another day where I feel I’m misunderstood by everyone who knows me.
Another day where I have to plaster on a fake smile and say “I’m fine” when I’m really not.
Another day where I wonder if this pain will ever end.
This is just “another day” for a woman who has endured long-term childlessness.