A baby that never came
It may be disorganized, but I'll write it honestly, so please give me some advice.
I had repeated miscarriages a few years ago, and I did my best to treat infertility, but in the end, it only ended up increasing the number of miscarriages, and I was unable to have children.
At first, I was sad and sad about losing my pregnant baby, and I was crying when I thought about it.
Not having children is also a loss of future (image). I quit my job to concentrate on infertility treatment, so I let go of my career. My savings have also decreased due to expensive infertility treatments. I'm in tears when I think that I couldn't become a mother, my work was half-hearted, I had no hope for the future, and in the end, I couldn't become anything.
On the other hand, I'm hoping just a little bit that a miracle will happen. But because of this tiny bit of hope, I can't just give up and move on.
Family events are particularly difficult. When siblings gather at their husband's parents' house with their kids, they really have no place to put themselves. Happy families, nieces and nieces loved by their grandparents, and kindergarten games are all shown off, and I can't watch them all with a calm feeling. In particular, watching my niece, who was born around the same time I became pregnant, grow up is torture. Why weren't our babies the only ones born?
My husband says I should stay, but I know he really wanted kids, so that's also hard.
I understand everything about “happiness is a part of our heart,” “the lives of two married couples are also happy,” and “there are people who are unhappy even if they have children.”
But it doesn't seem like that! because it's hard. When I see my cute nephews and nieces, my heart just makes me suffer.
I want my life back. I want to restore my peace of mind. I want to be able to hope for other people's happiness like before (I even want everyone to be unhappy now). Please tell me what I should do.
