Since I shared my infertility awareness post, I’ve had so many people reach out.. thanking me, sharing their own stories, or telling me they’re starting IVF.
That means a lot.
Last year, after I tweeted about my miscarriage, another creator told me I should keep personal things to myself and even treated me badly at events afterwards.
I’m glad I didn’t stay quiet.
Speaking up has helped others feel less alone, and it’s raised awareness in a way I didn’t expect but really value.
We’re not alone in this.
National Infertility Awareness Week (April 19th–25th) is something that now means so much more to me than I ever imagined it would.
Infertility is one of those things you never think will affect you, until it does. It’s a journey that can feel isolating, overwhelming, and deeply emotional. I’ve been through IVF, and I can say firsthand that the process is far more taxing... physically and mentally.. than many people realize. It’s not a simple or guaranteed path, and sometimes, despite everything you put your body and heart through, it doesn’t lead to the outcome you hoped for.
I’ve also experienced the trauma of emergency surgery and the heartbreak of losing a pregnancy. It’s something that stays with you in ways that are hard to put into words.
So many people stay silent about infertility because it’s such a heavy and personal experience. But that silence can make others feel even more alone. If sharing this helps even one person feel seen or understood, then it’s worth it.
This week is about raising awareness, but also about compassion.. for ourselves and for others who may be quietly carrying similar pain.