People are constantly telling me how strong and brave and inspiring I am for sharing my fertility struggles with the world - or, rather, with anyone who stumbles along my writing and those who've decided to follow along. I do feel strong some days. And even brave, too. But I mostly get inspired by others more than I feel inspiring.
Deciding to share my story was easy. I've always been an open book, often sharing more than perhaps I should. But, hey, that's me. For as long as I can remember, I've been a pretty confident person. Sure, I have my insecurities. But over all, I know who I am and I live pretty easily with myself.
When I set out to get pregnant, I had absolutely no idea how much this process would affect me - mostly because I didn't know how many barriers we'd come up against.
For the most part, I try to remain positive. I try to tell myself that everything happens for a reason and that, in time, I will get pregnant. And I mostly believe that.
But this journeyRead More »from How Infertility Has Completely Killed My Self-Esteem