Nomio, I was sad to read that you have suffered so much and been to the darkest places with your MH. Reading between the lines it sounds as though you are perhaps still not in the best place you could be. TTC only makes everything worse if the months roll on, and I hope you know you are not alone with your feelings. I know I now have my baby, but the feelings of inadequacy and guilt I feel are somewhat torturous, too. Why do some of us have to fight all the time to feel happy? I honestly don't like that word anyway: happy. Such frigging pressure to be ecstatically chuffed with your life all the time. Whoever said we should be happy every day and that to be less than gleeful is something to be avoided at all costs?
The bible's got it right in Ecclesiastes ch 3 v 1-8:
'There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven:
a time to be born and a time to die
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance...'
It is a good time, when our period comes and our hopes are briefly dashed, to mourn and to weep. Nowt wrong with that. There will come a time when we will be laughing again and dancing. There is a time for everything 