For context, I'm about to have my first frozen transfer next week, and in the lead up to it I've been really struggling emotionally, and started to use an old and unhelpful coping strategy (anorexia). I wrote this today about an epiphany I had yesterday, and thought it might help some people who are also struggling:
I didn't know how to engage with what was about to happen without feeling hope. But hope is dangerous. It's powerful and desperate, and if you submit to it, you leave yourself incredibly vulnerable. The struggle of hoping and trying not to hope is uncomfortable, but felt unavoidable. That's where anorexia came in. Anorexia is a distraction. It fills your brain up and makes itself the problem. A familiar and predictable problem to me, and one with the illusion of control and agency. When engaged with anorexia I wasn't engaged with what was about to happen and that felt safer. In a bid to stay well, I tried instead to focus on each day as it came and not look too far ahead, and that did help me manage, but it wasn't ideal. It felt like a balancing act, which was difficult to maintain and over time felt exhausting. Sometimes I'd lose my balance and the emotions would feel overwhelming, or else I'd slip with food and find myself eating less than I should.
Then I had an epiphany. And now I have a way to engage with what's about to happen without engaging with hope. Instead, I've chosen to feel curious. Curiosity isn't especially powerful or desperate. It's not vulnerable. It's playful, fun, and interested in but unattached to the outcome. It's even... excited? Excited by either outcome. Excited to be able to have this experience. It's given me back a sense of agency, because I'm no longer passively going through this thing, subject to the cruel whims of fate. Instead it feels like I'm going on an exciting adventure and don't know where it will lead me. Like I'm a scientist conducting an experiment and eagerly awaiting the outcome. Curiosity feels like breathing freely, where hope felt like intermittently drowning and treading water. Curiosity gives me the power, where hope took it away. It feels like such a relief.