I've seen it said between my "infertility friends" how hard church can be. Well, I've been experiencing that here lately. Hubby, at first, thought I just didn't want to go because I haven't been sleeping. But when I explained to him how hard it was, he finally understood. I love going to church, but at the same time, it can be the most damaging places to be. Yes, you miss the preaching and the people that make your church family, but you feel like your heart is being ripped out at the same time.
You see all the happy little families, and know something is missing. Sometimes, I even feel discriminated against because I don't have any children. The look of pity is horrifying. Especially the looks when you run out of church crying. I've done that on several occasions. It's embarrassing (to say the least)! I'm sorry to say, these feelings have been keeping me out of church!
Please, please, please, don't say in response to this blog:
- "You're still young"
- "Ya'll just got married, don't rush it"
- "Just relax"
- "Just don't think about it"
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