To The Anonymous Critic(s)
A survey to…
- gather information.
- give the shamed silenced a voice.
- start and continue an important conversation in our world.
- continue the love of ever upward.
For the possibilities of defining, speaking, educating and embracing fertility compassion.
So far the results are incredible and heartbreaking and important and my light.
To which I am wholeheartedly thankful, especially considering the first person to take the survey was an incapable; a person not even in the arena, the person who just sits on the side lines judging and hurling hurtful and harsh criticisms.
My anonymous critic
A person who does not show up.
A person who does not live brave.
A person who in just three minutes attempted to shut me down, steal my light and use hate to hurt and anonymity for power.
“Mine has been your response calling cells BABIES…my god you were never prego, you did not even TRY to conceive yet you are on a pity party tour…get over yourself!! i feel for your clients. No one believes your story and no one is buying your book, quit making an ass of yourself! my friend is suffering from colon cancer after having 2 rounds of ovaian cancer yet shes not boo hooing cuz she legitimately cant have kids…”
To which my initial response was shame. For me, shame feels like my pounding heart, shaking hands, cold sweat and the light being sucked from inside me, like a dementor stealing my soul. Shame is the messages I, for a second, embrace as my own; messages like this will fail, who cares, I am not enough, etc.
But only for a few seconds.
Then some anger came in.
Who the hell do you think you are? If you don’t agree with or like or believe in my writing and my story then stop reading! What a coward to post this comment anonymously where no one will see but me.
And then, thank you.
Here is what this person will be severely disappointed to hear.
I do not find my light, my soul, my permission from anyone.
And, I especially do not find them in people like you.
I do not find my light, my soul, my permission through fear, judgment and hate.
And, I especially do not find them in shame, scarcity and comparison.
I find my light, my soul, my permission within myself. Within the gifts and love I have to share with the world. Within my flaws and all. Within connection and compassion. Within ever upward.
And, so I thank you for taking three minutes out of your life in an attempt to shut me down. And, I will not apologize for disappointing you.
For you have simply ignited my light even brighter; making me even more brave.
Strengthening my resolve to change how we talk about fertility, infertility and recovery.
Cementing my conviction to practice my authentic courage to help give others permission to own their stories.
And, solidifying my tenacity in shining my light brighter for the world to see…
In hopes of enlightening ever upward.
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