Wellbeing: It’s OK to seek help

The ARC are there to support you throughout your TFMR journey. I visited their forums a few times but never actually used their counseling services.

Having suffered from depression through my teens and early 20s, I knew I needed to seek further help, rather than just self-helping. I was worried that I wouldn’t be able to ‘let go’ of what happened, as I have a tendency to cling onto pain and see it as something that defines me.

I was lucky enough to have a counselor who I had spoken with before, who was there to help me and to guide me out of the ‘grief’ maze. I describe it like a maze, as you feel so overcome with sadness and anger, that you feel like it’s never-ending – you keep going over the same thoughts and feelings without any improvement – but with most things, there is always a way out (somewhere, somehow).

The great thing about any counselor, is that they are a stranger. I always feel with friends and family that you can’t really open up completely. Having gone through a TFMR, I was worried what people would think – would they judge me? See me in a different light? With anything grief related, people don’t really know what to say anyway, but we want them to have the answers and makes things OK again.

My counselor used techniques of mindfulness. She was a lovely Indian lady who had a calm aura about her. She seemed to make absolute sense and was often very matter-of-fact, which I think you need when you are so overcome with emotion, sadness and anger. I will talk more about practicing mindfulness in another blog.

The thing that stuck with me from the counseling was facing the fact the TFMR was our ‘choice’. I had begun to associate it with being ‘robbed’ of my baby, which in some respect I had been. But, unlike a miscarriage, my husband and I made the choice to end our pregnancy. I’m not sure how that’s supposed to make the situation better, but I believe it is to shed a new light. Most of all, I think it was a way to stop the anger and bitterness – was I angry and bitter at the fact my first baby had a chromosomal abnormality? Or at myself for ending the pregnancy. I think the feelings were very confusing, but either way, the decision was made and we had to deal with the consequences.

Most importantly, the TFMR is in the past – Now, we had to look to the future whilst ‘living’ in the present. Not being stuck on looking back which had always been my problem.