Most infertility stories you read online wrap up in under a year. A diagnosis, a cycle or two, a baby. The arc is satisfying because it's short. It fits in a 900-word post or a sponsored Instagram carousel. But a lot of people reading this are on year three. Year five. Year eight. You've lost track of how many ultrasounds you've had. You can tell a phlebotomist which arm to use. You know what the waiting room smells like at 6:45 a.m. You've watched friends announce second and third pregnancies while you were still in the same chapter you were in when they announced their first. That version of infertility — the long one, the one without a clean ending yet — barely shows up in mainstream coverage. And when it doesn't show up, you can start to believe you're the only one living it. You are not.