DH and I have been TTC for three years. Today marks the failure of another Clomid cycle.
I'm currently sitting alone (DP is at work) getting drunk on prosecco that I didn't drink during my 2WW 'just in case', crying and researching adoption.
I know I shouldn't drink. I know there's always next month (although I've been saying that for three years.) But I feel so disappointed and angry and upset.
Someone please give me some hope.