i had some major meltdowns yesterday.
My man took pity on me as i sobbed into the phone that i was lost and hated life and couldn't handle any "dealing with".
i think i am going to ask him to "get it over with" this morning before i have another melt down.
i seriously hate my hormones. and hope. i hate hope. because all of this could be lining up nicely for a "big fat positive" on a pregnancy test, but we all know my body likes to lie to me and i won't get one. i never get one.
**sigh** trust God's timing, trust God's goodness *mantra over and over*