Facebook is my frenemy. I love to hate it and hate to love it. It's a constant game of emotional Russian Roulette.
Every day I'm guaranteed to see a pregnancy announcement, a birth announcement, a bump update, a newborn pic, a pregnancy complaint or something that reminds me that I'm not pregnant.
I'm OK to face these 99% of the time. I often hit "like" because I'll always believe babies are something to love and be thankful for.
Today was different. Someone posted, "It's official, I'm going to be a Mommy," so I hit like and kept scrolling. Next thing I know, a private message shows up in my Facebook conversations. I am dumbfounded. I am appalled. I am baffled.
How does faking a pregnancy bring awareness to cancer? How does joking about a fake baby help anyone? I'm aware of cancer.... It took my Mom. I'm also aware of infertility..... It has to-date taken my dreams of being a Mom.
I've seen plenty of these Facebook games before, but today it just hit a nerve. Oh sweet girl who posted this, I pray you never have to face a time where you would give pretty much anything to be the one to post a pregnancy announcement.
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