Who woulda thunk it

The cycle that I am trying (fairly successfully) to not obsess about my cycle and where I am in it, and not think too much about getting/being pregnant, is the one in which it's starting to hurt the most.
Knowing that other people are pregnant don't bother me. But today, seeing someone's signature with their ticker, proudly proclaiming they are 11 weeks pregnant, it upset me. Its bizarre. Maybe I need to obsess about my temps and where I am in my cycle in order to not get upset? Huh? That makes no sense. Maybe its just finally kicking in, the real sense of futility.
I have NOTHING to complain about ferchrissakes! It's been less than a year. LOTS of other people wait this long.

But what if there is really something wrong with me?
What if I can never naturally bear children?

Do they give out Oscars for achievements in melodrama?

I don't know, I am just irked that this is the cycle that I was supposed to care the least, and it feels like the cycle where I care the most.