Ugh. This sucks.
Another day, another announcement... through all of the IUIs, surgeries, switching jobs to afford ivf, the hormones, the first ivf cycle hopes and the tears from failures, I’ve leaned very heavily on my best friend. She has been incredible and even offered at one point to be a surrogate if she could be approved and we needed... and I love her dearly for listening to every tearful moment, and when I call with cautious optimism during active treatment. This woman closer to me than my own sister called and told me she has something she needed to tell me and she was nervous. Of course, I knew immediately, and it sent me into a tailspin. On the one hand, I’m elated for her - truly, and in a way that I have struggled to feel for others. At the same time, I am still reeling. As we move into ivf #2 and our third year of trying, this was completely unexpected and nowhere on her radar. As she is trying to get a grip on this unexpected (and welcome) surprise, I am trying to be supportive, but I can’t help but struggle with my breaking down. My husband has been amazing to talk to, and my mom is in for the holidays and trying to be supportive, but I am just so afraid of freezing her out in full self preservation mode or breaking down. We are supposed to go back into active treatment next month after another polyp is removed, and I am still looking forward to that and anxious to start, but when I go to call my person, I can’t help but feel like things have changed irrevocably. Sorry for the rant, and if you’ve made it this far, thanks for being an ear!
Update: thank you all for the responses. It helped a ton just to get the thoughts out of my head. Thank you for the kind words and understanding - I’m sorry any of us have to go through IF, but very grateful for this community.
Posted Dec 29, 2018, 12:25 AM UTC · edited
Oh man HUGS! I feel this so much. I am estranged with my best friend right now in a similar situation. She dealt with infertility for YEARS. Now she has Irish twins and I am their god mom. She was sending me videos and and pictures ALL DAY LONG. I finally snapped and told her I couldn't take it. Now I feel like she hates me. She has it in her brain I'm not happy for her. I am but right now I'm heartbroken and seeing them NON STOP reminds me what I can't have, it doesn't inspire me. It's all so hard. Hang in there.