The negative pregnancy tests kept coming.

My period became more irregular…My hormones were completely out of balance.

The pressure in my marriage became unbearable…there was silence in the house.

Painful silence.

The kind where both of you are hurting… but nobody knows what to say anymore.

My mother-in-law started calling me names.

At some point, she looked at me and said:

“Maybe you are the problem.”

That statement broke me completely.

I locked myself inside the bathroom and cried like a child.

Tired of pretending to be strong…tired of acting like the insults didn’t hurt…tired of watching other women announce pregnancies while I kept asking God:

“Why me?”