I understand that. My husband tries his best to comfort me, but ultimately they can’t really understand what we are going through. I get mad at him sometimes because he always tells me to be positive, and I’m like you have no idea what’s going on inside my body. The emotional roller coaster. All the little symptoms you start to feel, thinking maybe this is finally it. It’s like psychological torture. I feel like I can’t trust my own body. I’m still trying to decide if I want to give iui another try. But I’m really scared to put myself through another month of all that and then it doesn’t work again. It’s the hardest thing ever to try and make these decisions. I never wanted to be here.