My period is SIX days late. I'm never late.
I refuse, refuse, refuse to buy a pregnacy test. I refuse to think there's even a possibility that I could get pregnant unless through IVF. I refuse to cry when my period does finally start. I will be happy when my period shows up because that means I start on birth control that day...which means IVF is about to start. And I refuse to freak out.
I just refuse to freak out.
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