Hello everyone,
I got engaged jan 17. We were super exited about getting married and starting a family. I bought the magazines, had a Pinterest board and a series link for don’t tell the bride. Then in April 18 we lost our angel at 10 weeks. Ever since, the excitement to get married has gone. Straight away after the miscarriage, it wasn’t even in my mind. I have majorly grieved for over a year, and probably suffered from depression as a result. I’ve faced it head on and gone to counselling, gone on anti depressants, changed my job, gone part time. I’ve felt like I’ve been banging my head against a brick wall. They tell you to find help if you feel depressed; I’ve exhausted every avenue, and I still feel sad. Sad in the way that I can’t bring myself to book our wedding, because I know I won’t find the day the happiest day of my life.
I feel like the miscarriage has took the joy out of everything. I should be exited about marrying my wonderful fiancé, but I’m not. We love each other dearly, and we both want to marry each other. But we’re both a bit 😐 about the whole thing.
It’s been a year and a half since the miscarriage and I’m still heartbroken. My friend who went through a similar thing told me my heart would heal when I had a rainbow baby. But that’s not happened yet, and as the years tick on I’m not sure it ever will.
Hope has gone. And the joy of life has gone. I know that medically at 35, hope has not gone. But my own personal hope has gone. My fiancé told me recently that his Hope was gone too, and that he was trying to mentally move on from it all. We don’t really try anymore. I don’t chart or anything like that. We’ve had all the tests, and have a consultant appointment on the 12th November to discuss next steps. It’ll probably be ivf because my blood tests were all fine, and they showed I’m ovulating. But we aren’t expecting anything to come of it. We’ve given up hope.
Infertility has already took up 3 years of our lives. Years that should be our happiest. I know compared to some of you that isn’t much, but I’m not as strong or positive. I’m really really struggling to find any hope, or joy, or happiness in life at the moment.
I don’t know what to do. And I don’t think there’s anything or anyone that can help me.
I went on holiday for a week and it was alright 😐. I spent the week noticing pregnant women on the beach, having a baby moon. I actually came away thinking that I don’t deserve to have a baby because I’m so negative, and that wouldn’t be fair to the baby.
My career’s gone. Because I couldn’t cope. My body has gone to ****, because the only comfort I get is from food and sleep.
I’ve even asked my doctor for electric shock therapy! Because my depression is clearly not responding to medications or counselling. He said they don’t offer that. And instead put me in a year long waiting list for counselling I have already tried.
I know no one can suggest anything I’ve not already tried. But I’m so desperate to feel happy and exited again.
I’m still fighting on, getting up everyday, going to work, but it’s so hard when Hope feels lost. I’m in such awe of you all that stay positive. X