Let’s abbreviate it as OpCOOTIC moving forward, mmmkay?
Well, that was easy. The very first person (a coworker) I came out to is about to begin IVF with his wife. I wanted to tell him because I was tired of making up white lies for why I can’t travel for work. He hugged me and I hugged him back.
I knew that would happen. I knew IFers would come out of the woodwork.
I also met up with a friend for “wine” last night (she was drinking, I was not) so I ended up coming out twice in one day. This friend doesn’t have any personal IF stories of her own to share, but her brother and his wife have an IVF baby and are trying for #2 via IVF right now. I’m so glad I told her. It helped her fill in all the holes. She knew I had been acting differently over the past several months and she was beginning to think it was something she did. She was awesome. I promised her I’d stop being a weird stranger who builds high walls. She promised not to ask what’s going on too often – a lesson she learned from her experience with her SILs repeat IVFs. She also thanked me for opening up because it helps her have more empathy for her SIL.
So strange. My world is getting smaller – in a good way. 🙂