My Octofriends.... I am not sure where to begin so will simply just throw it all out there...please forgive me in advance and skip this post completely if you are hoping for some PMA
Also skip this post please as I don't really deserve a response/comment as I have been such an unfaithful Octopal...the only buddy I have really kept up with is Jen via mail. I haven't been posting because I really don't like sharing anything that is not positive and upbeat. I feel like such a wimp venting away and frankly you all deserve far better.... but today, I don't know who to turn to because I just feel so very alone and to be honest, a little unhinged. I am ashamed... and feel so very guilty about my attitude and behaviour...
Sorry in advance for the following...
I am not handling the infertility very well and I am still seeing the counsellor to work through all my feelings of anger, frustration, guilt and grief. I sometimes feel that I am making progress and then "something" happens to set me back a mile and I feel that I have regressed completely....and severe depression is just around the corner. This brings me to yesterday evening...the time of my complete meltdown.
So yesterday evening I had a phone call from my brother and my future-sister-in-law announcing their wedding plans...... I know that one of the reasons behind the wedding is their want to have a child asap (having a baby out of wedlock is not an issue..so I am thinking that they are already trying). They haven't know eachother for very long but I have known that this was in the cards. So honestly, it was not a surprise and yet it felt as if someone had ripped out my heart and stomped on it. I am supposed to feel great about my own brother getting married and happy for them both and yet all I feel is loneliness, alienation and pure anger that they will get pregnant in next to no time and yet again I will be "the" infertility statistic, the poor twit that has been trying and trying and never quite gets there.
I loathe feeling this way and just want to wake up one morning and stop wanting this child, feeling depressed... the most pathetic thing is that I can't remember the last time I was really happy. I can't remember how that felt. It seems such a long time ago... I don't have a life and it really scares me to death. I know what I should do to remedy the situation and that I need to make necessary changes to my life and my outlook and yet all I feel is terrified as it requires so much energy and I don't have any more left. I feel as if I have been treading water for such a long time and I just want to stop struggling and let it all go...I just want to stop feeling this way. It takes a toll pretending that everything is rosy when you're dying on the inside and people are clueless as to what you are going through.
Anyway...yesterday before their call I made an appointment at the clinic in September (my doctor is away for 2 months). I think that my final IVF will be end of September-October-November. I actually was forced to mention this to my brother because he obviously wants me at the wedding. Then, clueless as my sister-in-law is, she kept wanting to know when treatment would begin and end for, understandably, her wedding plans... I obviously have no idea... now I feel I have to explain the whole thing to them and I know that they are not really interested but simply want answers to their wedding related questions. I know I am just overly-sensitive and the slightest little comment drives me around the bend but I don't want additional stress when doing my last treatment...
I realise this sounds completely self-centered and selfish... I just want to preserve myself from the pain and I can't seem to remove myself from it all and let it not hurt me...
I had a long discussion with DH last night after the meltdown when I was calmer... we are opposites and he handles things very differently...he hates to see me this way. Other people and their lives (their babies) don't have an impact on him. He obviously doesn't understand that I can't get past it and that it hurts me so much. He wants me to let go of all the feelings and yet I can't...I don't know how to.
I know I am over-reacting but all I want is a baby...it's been nearly 6 years..it's just not fair...
Anyway... from the posts I see that Lola hasn't been doing well and understandably so given what you have been through... I am truly sorry and hope you are not angry with me for deserting you in your moment of need. Yes, you're right... you've paid your dues... incredibly it doesn't seem to work that way though... I can totally relate to your anger over the unfairness of the world...
Your holiday plans sound like fun
Jen, all fingers crossed that you get your phone call...thank you very much for your mail by the way...
Steph, you're too funny...you're so very young

. Is the travelling for work fun? What are you up to these days? What of the big bad boss?
Camilla, so what are your little ones up to? Growing up fast?
Walshy... I really need to have a chat with you. I haven't been on msn much as been back and forth to Switzerland dealing with house renovations etc. It's been a bit hectic. You okay? How's life treating you? BTW, Congrats on shedding some kgs.... good for you
Must dash as have a acquaintance coming around for coffee and need to make some buns (Steph: muffin like little cakes, not your rear end!).
Still not sure whether to post this self-absorbed and ultra-lame post...well here goes!
Love to you all
Littles