>>12267302Every day that goes by without me having a daughter is a new black hole for my remaining hope to fall into. I think about all the cute things we would do together... tea parties and piggy back rides and watching her play with kittens, and my hope falls further into the void. I grow old and tired and disillusioned, only for brief moments giving myself to the daydream anymore, which only ever ends with a heavy sigh and an even more blackened spot where my heart used to be. Count your blessings, anon.
