Treatments First For My Empty Womb, Then For My Shattered Heart - A poem on the repercussions of infertility, IVF, pregnancy loss & recovering from severe postpartum depression.
I love your rhyming lines, the rhythm is like breathing. And I know that pain but have rarely shared it. Grateful to have a biological daughter born early from my first marriage and an adopted son from my second and forever marriage.
Still, I feel the pain and the shame, but instead of speaking, I refrain.
Thank you for your kind words. I'm heartbroken to know that you too have felt this pain. I am always here and have an open inbox if you do ever decide you want to share the pain and the shame. zero judgement ever about refraining - it took me a long time to get comfortable with speaking out - and I'd already been forced to do it in other parts of my life (I've been a very verbal mental health advocate since I lost a roommate to suicide in 2008). I almost got lost entirely in the silence after my last loss, and in trauma processing and therapy I've come to the conclusion that the more I swallow my feelings, the more impossible life feels to continue onward. So, much of this has been a ploy in my survival as well.
I love your rhyming lines, the rhythm is like breathing. And I know that pain but have rarely shared it. Grateful to have a biological daughter born early from my first marriage and an adopted son from my second and forever marriage.
Still, I feel the pain and the shame, but instead of speaking, I refrain.
Thank you for your kind words. I'm heartbroken to know that you too have felt this pain. I am always here and have an open inbox if you do ever decide you want to share the pain and the shame. zero judgement ever about refraining - it took me a long time to get comfortable with speaking out - and I'd already been forced to do it in other parts of my life (I've been a very verbal mental health advocate since I lost a roommate to suicide in 2008). I almost got lost entirely in the silence after my last loss, and in trauma processing and therapy I've come to the conclusion that the more I swallow my feelings, the more impossible life feels to continue onward. So, much of this has been a ploy in my survival as well.
Beautiful. That loss and longing. And the sharpness of hospitals and doctor's words.
Thank you 🙏🏼
Now I stand, not healed, not whole,
But holding onto what I know- Love this.
may I quote you? also....Thank you for sharing and being vulnerable
I'd be honored! As long as you don't mind linking it back to the source piece <3 Im glad it resonated. Thank you for your kind words!
will do!