What IF…I Said What I Was Thinking.
There are days where I can’t move. Days where I just can’t stand to think about this any more. And I start to wonder to myself, what IF on those days, I said the first things that came to my mind?
There are days where I can’t move. Days where I just can’t stand to think about this any more. And I start to wonder to myself, what IF on those days, I said the first things that came to my mind?
We hold names sacred in the infertility community. They are our little secret smirks at fate. They symbolize the victory we’re hoping for. They are precursors to rainbows. A horizon we can barely see, but one we are trying desperately to get a view of.
When this video ended, I was in tears.
Not just for HIS pain.
But because he understood mine.
I feel blah today. I blame the hormone therapy. I don’t have much to say. Because most of it will come out angsty and harsh. But I did want to share this, Because it’s how I feel today, And maybe its what you need. So, Here.
The idea of being told to take comfort, when clearly all the alarms are ringing, feels like insanity.
But then I started to really focus on the words.
TAKE comfort.
You can do everything right, and still end up with less than you hoped for.
But who’s to say that isn’t perfectly alright?