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This time last year I described myself as a wife, a daughter, an auntie, a writer, a trainer.
Also sub-fertile, unexplained infertility. So add confused, vulnerable and angry to the list.
The world didn’t see me – they saw a smile, my deep set habitual insecurities bubbled and sometimes surfaced, but I showed a smile.
I dealt with 2 years of disappointments and uncertainty by working hard, I got stressed, took life seriously and didn’t know when to stop or say no. I didn’t accept help well before, I was always the type that drives past the ‘road ahead closed’ sign- I thought I knew better than the professionals. I was naive and hopeful and also unaware that mental health is as important as physical.