As I explained at the beginning of this blog, most people close to us didn’t know we are TTC. That’s why I don’t use my real name here and why I don’t use pictures. I guess a part of me is protecting us from the constant questions. Another part of me was ashamed, even though is not my fault.
But lately, I noticed that I’m talking to people about it. People at work, family, friends. I figured that this is our journey. We listen to people going thru other difficulties. We offer words of encouragement. We are there to help. So now I’m open. This is our reality.
And it helps. The more I talk about it, the less it hurts. A weight is being lifted, and I feel free. Free to fight, to try, to get up every single time.
I feel you. I am also blogging anonymously, and not posting anything on social media at this point. Part of that is per my husband’s request; he doesn’t want the people in our lives who are barely acquaintances to know about this. But it definitely helps being honest with people and letting them into the journey. Doing things alone; especially this…makes it so much harder to bear.
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It is! Sending you well wishes. You have me here if you ever need to talk 🙂
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I thought telling people what we were going through would make things worse, but so far it has really helped! People are more understanding and I get less of the “when are you having kids?” question. We’ve only told a select few that are close to us but slowly are opening up. It helps!
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I turns out there is another couple in my family going thru something similar. But she doesn’t want to talk to anybody about it. On Christmas Eve I let her know that she is not alone, that she can find a friend in me, and you could see the relief on her face.
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