Just don’t look . . .
I can already feel it, that end of year panic setting in. This time of year for infertile couple is the actual worst. For two reasons.
1) Families are always so damn happy together, and they really want you to know. In a holiday that centers around children, it can be impossible to navigate through social media without being suffocated by ‘my kids are the light of my life’ posts.
2) Year end reviews. This one is arguably worse then the first because it’s internal. As much as you shut down external stimuli, deep down you still know that you failed at the one thing you worked towards all year . . .
So while I have not nearly had enough wine to tackle the second reason, my solution to the first is ‘Just don’t look.’ If I avoid social media this week, and there’s no one to look at the 87 photos of their child opening presents, the monsters lose all their powers, right?
So from now until the 27th I will be in my basement, drinking wine and having a Harry Potter marathon. See you on the other side!
