An oxymoron (plural oxymorons or oxymora) (from Greek ὀξύμωρον, “sharp dull”) is a figure of speech that combines contradictory terms.
Oxymorons appear in a variety of contexts, including inadvertent errors.
Could you please give me an example of “oxymoron”?
That is one of the most perfect examples of an oxymoron I have ever come across in my life.
One of the major systems in my body is broken that is directly linked to my ability to do what is biologically the most basic function of the female human body and I am to think it is possible to be stress free while managing this disease?
There is nothing about Assisted Reproductive Therapy that isn’t stressful.
There is nothing about multiple miscarriages that isn’t stressful.
There is nothing about getting pregnant after miscarraiges that isn’t stressful.
There is nothing about dealing with your new normal after having one of the most emotionally crushing, socially isolating events a couple could ever go through (getting pregnant, not telling anyone and then having to make the heart breaking choice to end your much wanted pregnancy because she is fatally sick) that isn’t stressful.
There is nothing about failing multiple medically assisted cycles that isn’t stressful.
And struggling to fund this nightmare journey we have been on to bring home our first baby-EVERY SINGLE EFFING PART OF IT-is stressful.
I believe that perhaps once you get past this part, you know all of the stressful parts of infertility…pretty much every last part of it up until you finally have the family you always wanted…that you then might be able to look back at it this horrendous journey that you had no choice but to take, once your heart has begun to heal and you don’t see all of the shit anymore-just the reward. Which of course it would be that way as every minute of your life AFTER you have beaten infertility is now full of the rewards-not the stress, heart break or the pain.
Then and only then, could it be possible for someone who has been on this journey to have the balls errrr ovaries to say to a woman (who has no rewards and is still fighting the good fight with infertility and stressing out about a rewardless life she might be forced to live in) “you should really try the stress free approach to infertility.”
I can only imagine-saying something like this is kinda like natural child birth-the further away from the event you get, the less likely you are to remember all of the doubt, fear, stress and pain? Again I can only say “imagine”-I have no effing idea what that experience would actually be like-because I’m infertile. So instead, I think perhaps you should keep your sage advice to yourself. Or maybe before you offer up your cockamamie words of “wisdom”-try to imagine the current you giving the old you that advice when you were in the thick of this-and then stick with that thought long enough to see the old you telling the current you to go stuff your head up your ass and fight for air.
I am certain that is how it would have gone down rather than “oh my, thank you! I had never thought about trying to be stress free. What great advice you give.”