I don't think about my own infertility journey that often. It feels like it all happened in another lifetime. Sometimes it feels like it happened to somebody else and I was just a spectator. But lately I've been flooded by memories of those painful days, when I felt the loneliest person on this planet. My husband doesn't understand my need to continue connected to infertility. "Why can't you just let it go?" he keeps asking. I really don't why...just because! I think letting go of infertility is like letting go of myself and I just can't do that.
Monday, August 18, 2008
Monday Memory
I don't think about my own infertility journey that often. It feels like it all happened in another lifetime. Sometimes it feels like it happened to somebody else and I was just a spectator. But lately I've been flooded by memories of those painful days, when I felt the loneliest person on this planet. My husband doesn't understand my need to continue connected to infertility. "Why can't you just let it go?" he keeps asking. I really don't why...just because! I think letting go of infertility is like letting go of myself and I just can't do that.
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Having a child doesn't cure infertility, neither the physical nor emotional aspects. My losses, just like my joys, are part of me so I understand. I hope your DH will in time also. ((Hugs))
Infertility changes you. It becomes part of the fabric of you.
For me, the healing came in a spiral, not a straight line. And dealing with it is MUCH better than pretending you don't have those feelings.
I think men tend to be better able to "move on" than women.
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