“‘Don’t get attached to the numbers, things can change a lot.’ I was depressed, broken, and so empty… just like my follicles.”
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“‘Don’t get attached to the numbers, things can change a lot.’ I was depressed, broken, and so empty… just like my follicles.”
“When you’re fighting for your life, time goes so very fast. Instead of being measured in 52 weeks, 365 days, 8,760 hours, 525,600 minutes, it is measured in soft smiles, gentle hugs, tender kisses, and never-ending love.”
“Two days after Christmas, my mother gave me a ring that was my grandmother’s. I was gratefully teary upon receiving it, knowing my mother was giving it specifically to me, trusting me with a special heirloom. Panic began to set in.”
“I don’t expect a white knight, and we don’t need to be rescued.”
“The adrenaline subsided and the reality of life set in. I was breathless and frantic, on high alert for disturbance and danger every minute of the day and night. A cloud of depression and dread lowered. I was one of the lucky ones.”
“At 26 weeks, I just didn’t feel right. I started throwing up and noticed some off-color discharge. I began to have red flags come up, but I kept telling myself it was fine and I shouldn’t worry.”
“I know I wasn’t there the day you came into the world, I wasn’t there for your first steps or your first words, but I promise I will be there for many more of your firsts.”
“I now wish so badly you had told me how to do life without you.”
“Although the trauma I assumed he came from may indeed be factual, I was called to admit that Dad, too, was just a product of systemic failures. One day, you might get to go back to your world, back to your people. Back to your Daddy, with whom you belong.”
“You get one life. Just one. And you can’t spend another second of yours trying to please other people.”