...and it's only been three months.
I'm so fucking fed up of this. Just found out that a friend of ours is pregnant after very short time of trying. She lives very close and we see quite a lot of her and her DP so I can't avoid it. I seem to have turned into a bitter old cow already and I can't pull myself out of it. Driving DP mad. life seems kind of pointless. Job is really quite spectacularly shit too.
before anyone has a go at me for feeling like this so soon into trying, I am 36 years old and found out in April this year that I have low AMH levels so things are not looking good. By now it's probably dropped even further.
I feel like giving up and running away from everything and everyone, including DP as lovely as he is. Dreading next year, and having to be all happy those around me who seems to be able to conceive at the drop of a fucking hat. Cue self-defeating behaviour like drinking whisky and smoking fags. Not big. Not clever.
I really don't like myself for being like this. This probably should have gone on the mental health thread.. And it being bloody christmas makes the whole thing worse.
If anyone has any words of wisdom or comfort (please no platitudes about "relaxing" or "thinking positive") I'd be grateful.