Oh sweetie, just wanna send you out some giant big squishy , this thread has made me cry.

I honestly thought that once/if I ever managed to get that elusive BFP, I would be instantly healed of everything and the pain would miraculously go away. But even now, with such a short amount of time to go for us, I still cannot let myself believe that this is real and is actually happening to us. I am still waiting for something to go wrong. I think the whole LTTTC journey gears us up to expect the worse and it becomes so ingrained into our beings that when a miracle does happen, you spend the entire time on tenterhooks, waiting for that worst to happen. Because our own personal life experiences make us expect that.
I thought the pregnancy announcements would stop ripping at my heart but nope, still happens. I hate that certain people seem to take it for granted, that it is their given right to be able to have a family of any size when they choose to and I can't help but shake my head and wonder if they ever stop and think how incredibly lucky they are that to have a family is just a given.

I do know that our journey has most definitely made DH and my relationship a lot stronger but its either make or break really, isn't it? And I am so grateful that we have had each other during the process as the loneliness of the whole journey really did blow me away. I wish there was some way of making people understand just how traumatising it is, but unless they have been there, they will never, ever have ANY clue. I have people close to me who think that, because they have seen DH and I go through it, they understand. WTF? I don't think so.

Anyhow, I am rambling here. Your post was beautifully written chick, and it was like you plucked the words straight out of my head.
More hugs coming your way XXX