because let's be honest, isn't everyone?
At that appointment we were told to keep trying and come back after it had been a year. I was completely embarrassed and felt dumb for even going to the doctor. I felt broken, hopeless, and disappointed. But we kept trying. We took at home ovulation tests, took more pregnancy tests, and the results always came back the same as before: negative.
Imagine you wake up to your heart pounding for no apparent reason. It continues for hours until it instantly ceases and is replaced by a world of sadness. By dinner, you're exhausted by your own emotions and thoughts but now you feel oddly giddy and full of energy. Welcome to the world of bipolar disorder.
I think it honestly just wouldn't even be fair if my first real post (the last one was just introductory so it doesn't count) wasn't about my husband. The Awkward Meeting Payson and I met WAAAY back in Jr. High and I thought he was a straight up weird-o. We were in the same choir …
finding inner awesome 