Nothing stings a man quite like feeling he’s let down his partner. For nearly four years, I carried the heavy burden of not being able to start a family with my wife. What began as a joyful marriage soon became a storm of frustration, quiet tears, and unspoken blame. At first, we chalked it up to bad luck. Months passed with no positive news, despite our hopes. My wife’s doctor visits showed she was perfectly healthy, which slowly turned the spotlight on me.
The thought that my masculinity was under scrutiny hit hard, and words can’t capture that kind of embarrassment. We threw ourselves into solutions, medications, supplements, lifestyle changes, and even quirky treatments that claimed to spark fertility. But nothing clicked. Each disappointment piled more pressure on me. Friends and family started murmuring, and my wife’s relatives would nudge with, “So, when’s the baby coming?” Those questions sliced through me like a blade. To read more click here.
