@manitouscott Nobody knows more about fertility than those of us who have fertility issues, I’m somewhere in the thirties for miscarriages, one six year old. Learnt I wasn’t ovulating and just got lucky with my son. Starting letrozol six years later to try for a baby before he’s too old.
I feel like ur friends with these “issues” are simply the type to create hurdles to leap. Issues to gain attention, that need treatment that get attention, and then overcoming the created o sticks that also gets attention. Unfortunately there are many people like this out there. Usually there “type” (I have types in my brain like a Rolodex) of people are harmless, and super irritating/annoying, and sometimes they’re heading toward Munchausen by proxy .. lol just an opinion. Some people can’t live without attention, like others can’t live without drama, some have issues with telling the truth, and some talk too much and write comments that are too long to afford them to say every thought crossing their mind (me, it’s ocd, I’m okay though). But yeah like I said, I have ocd, like clinically, like the tv show monk, like my house doesn’t look lived in, and I die to make it that way in an unrealistic urgency and feeling of impending doom to motivate my obsessions and compulsions.. weirdly enough it’s a disorder about dis order... and only somebody like me would figure out that the order, of the dis order is the main idea of the disorder.. haha anyways to get to my point, I have friends that say “it’s alright you don’t have to stay home and clean, come out and hang!” And my brain says what, don’t clean ? Are you some kind of effing terrorist.. and of course I stay home because I cannot skip my obsessions and rituals, unless other obsessions or rituals like up to the correct ridiculous unrealistic rule that allows change...
These people are the same who say “omg I was like so OCD yesterday and I cleaned my entire house”, once every couple weeks. And it’s like getting a wild hair to clean for one day when you don’t on a regular basis is called normal, talking about it like you’re bragging, is absolutely not ocd, it’s a wild hair and you feeling accomplished, and you’d definitely skip it if somebody asked you to hang out.
At the same time those are the people who say “omg come to my house, and organize” and I’m like I’ll throw all ur belongings away.. I think some people just need attention, and use inappropriate terms for their reality, and create issues to overcome so they seem, what is the word, better? Smarter? Better off? More successful? It seems as though humans have resorted to competing in all aspects... who has better advice, who’s more ocd, instead of who has ocd. I have worse ptsd than you, I mean it’s kind of ridiculous that life itself and over half of many peoples lives, events, comments, actions, and other verbs they do, are literally bullshit..... how run on sentence is that ?!
