In case you haven’t heard me say it before, I hate Facebook. I don’t go on because it instantly makes me feel like I’m missing out on so much; not to mention every time I get coerced into signing on because for some reason people use that as their form of communication (have they not heard of email?!), I have to see someone else who is pregnant that I didn’t know about. And, well, that’s always a bundle of laughs for me.
It’s because of my detest for Facebook that I guess I didn’t feel a huge pull to write about the Breast Cancer Awareness fiasco because I didn’t experience it firsthand. But that doesn’t mean that it doesn’t upset and confuse me, that I don’t stand behind every word the amazing women in this community of mine are saying. It was unnecessary and at the expense of so many; I’m left baffled and justified in my decision to stay off of the Book.
Please go read these posts so you can know what I’m talking about. Take with you that I stand behind them 100%.
Yolk: Pretending you’re pregnant isn’t cute (the original post); and her incredible follow-up posts that leave me speechless in their wake – The breast cancer game continues, Shame on you and So what’s a fertile to do? I feel like she is able to give words to how I so often feel but fail to be able to express myself – not just with this, but with so much of this battle.
Too Many Fish to Fry: On “That” Facebook Meme and Coming Out of the Infertility Closet Goosebumps.
Mommy Odyssey: More Facebook Acton – In Defense of Infertiles A good explanation of why Facebook is so hard for those of us in the trenches of this hell.
Hannah Wept, Sarah Laughed: I’m 0 Weeks and Craving a Baby Keiko offers a great alternative for a status update. If it didn’t require me to go on Facebook and see all those pregnant women, I’d totally make it mine.
I often find that my voice in this fight against infertility and repeat pregnancy loss comes out more like a whisper among some incredibly powerful fighters. It is times like these that I feel honored to be a part of this group. I get shivers from your words, feel empowered by your fight, and pride overwhelms.
Thank you for being our collective voice. Because of you, someday no one will have to feel alone when faced with this because people will be talking about it and not hiding it. You’ve made all of this worth it.