I felt this way. I had people that were single when we started trying for our first child, that were then married and pregnant and we were still trying. I remember every month my period arriving, going into the toilets at work or wherever I was, and crying. I was like this for about 6 months, and then I just decided I had to look at all the positive things in my life.
I thought about the freedom I had of not being tied down with a child, being able to go on lots of holidays, having a job that I liked and just being happy with every other aspect of my life apart from the TTC side. I also thought about the happy marriage I had (and still have), and that some mothers don't have and desperately want. I just really focused on the positive things in my life. I also stopped getting so upset over everyone else getting pregnant except me, because I didn't want their baby, I wanted my own. And I used to be around people who would be pregnant and moaning about it. I remember a girl I worked with (she knew we'd been trying for ages to fall pregnant), she fell pregnant and I remember her saying how she hated being pregnant.
Don't get me wrong, it still affected me, but I guess I just got a bit numbed to it after a while. I worked in a department that was dominated by women, who seemed to be on pregnancy relay. If one wasn't off on maternity leave, then one would be pregnant or both.
I got sick of the people that knew about us trying telling me to relax, it will happen, don't think about it. I literally thought about it every second of every day. It was always in the back of my mind.
My husband and I decided that we needed to think long-term about if we wanted to go down other routes if we couldn't have children of our own. We were on the IVF waiting list at this point anyway, and we decided that if I hadn't fallen pregnant in another 2 years from then and IVF hadn't worked, we'd think about adoption.
But when my 30th birthday was coming up, I remember saying to my husband that all I wanted for my birthday was a baby, and that if I can't have that, then I want a Links of London bracelet
. I actually got both as I found out 2 weeks before my birthday that I was pregnant. That baby is now 6 years old.
So after 3.5 years of trying, it finally happened naturally, and when he was about 6 months old, I fell pregnant on our first month of trying for our second child. We were absolutely gobsmacked, but obviously over the moon.
So I know that you've been trying for longer than we were, but please don't give up hope. As for the "just relax, it'll happen" comments that you've probably heard at some point, we tried harder than ever the month we actually fell pregnant.
But maybe adoption is a route if things don't work out naturally for you. But good luck. I know how awful and painful long-term ttc can be x