A Letter to My Ovaries
Dear Ovaries,
I have contemplated writing this letter for several years. It is a letter that is infused with a lot of heartache. I have decided without any further delay that it is time for me to profess my displeasure with our relationship.
I have known you all my life and always thought of you as my friend. Today, I am marking the turning point in my life. I am terminating this friendship. I am marking this friendship VOID. I am no longer asking for your advice or listening to your growing pains or twinges of anticipation.
If you are left wondering why, I will disclose my explanations of this friendship termination. First off, I want to hear your explanation on refusing to menstruate normally. Why do you allow us to bleed for months upon months without any breaks? Secondly, I want to understand your reasoning for withholding our ability to ovulate. Last but certainly not least, I need an answer for your overall uncooperative behavior.
We are supposed to be a well-oiled working machine. I have always counted on our friendship to pull us through the rough spots in life. Since, we were younger we always envisioned getting older, married, and then having children of our own. You have pulled out of this relationship long before I did and left me standing here with empty arms. I am left confused and hurt. Are you breaking another promise with me?
I have learned that no matter what I’ve been through, you’ve refused to obey any commands or suggestions. Without any further delay I am going to press on without you. I am going to bring in my NEW best friends; Clomid, FSH, Provera, HCG, LH, and others to be named later. I will now be consulting the doctor about the promises in which you have broken. I’m now wishing there was a service parts station, so that you could be replaced with working ovaries. I wish you the best of luck wasting away. As for me, I’m no longer going to be left in the back seat. Today is a new day, a time for me to start chasing my dreams of one day holding my own miracle.
Sincerely,
Rachel Christine C.
Dear Ovaries,
I have contemplated writing this letter for several years. It is a letter that is infused with a lot of heartache. I have decided without any further delay that it is time for me to profess my displeasure with our relationship.
I have known you all my life and always thought of you as my friend. Today, I am marking the turning point in my life. I am terminating this friendship. I am marking this friendship VOID. I am no longer asking for your advice or listening to your growing pains or twinges of anticipation.
If you are left wondering why, I will disclose my explanations of this friendship termination. First off, I want to hear your explanation on refusing to menstruate normally. Why do you allow us to bleed for months upon months without any breaks? Secondly, I want to understand your reasoning for withholding our ability to ovulate. Last but certainly not least, I need an answer for your overall uncooperative behavior.
We are supposed to be a well-oiled working machine. I have always counted on our friendship to pull us through the rough spots in life. Since, we were younger we always envisioned getting older, married, and then having children of our own. You have pulled out of this relationship long before I did and left me standing here with empty arms. I am left confused and hurt. Are you breaking another promise with me?
I have learned that no matter what I’ve been through, you’ve refused to obey any commands or suggestions. Without any further delay I am going to press on without you. I am going to bring in my NEW best friends; Clomid, FSH, Provera, HCG, LH, and others to be named later. I will now be consulting the doctor about the promises in which you have broken. I’m now wishing there was a service parts station, so that you could be replaced with working ovaries. I wish you the best of luck wasting away. As for me, I’m no longer going to be left in the back seat. Today is a new day, a time for me to start chasing my dreams of one day holding my own miracle.
Sincerely,
Rachel Christine C.
