My first blog entry and support

Why does one convince oneself that support from others is a sign of weakness? What the hell is wrong with me - where did that come from? Who said I had to be the responsible, strong one? Conditioning to a degree I am sure and a tendency to be the go-between, the resolver of conflict, the glue, the stable one.

I have realised that I get to ask for support. I need to admit that I am not always strong, I am needy, I can mourn, I can cry, I can ask for help. And that doesn't make me weak, it makes me real.

So I have started this blog as part of the long journey I have been on in my quest to conceive as well as being a place for my story. Whatever that is, whatever that may be... And in using this space it is my way of putting myself out there, inviting support, being real.