Anorexia and Fertility

[FuzzyLittleNightmare]

I had to get a bunch of tests done at the doctor because I've been referred to this outpatient ED clinic thing. Anyway when giving me some of the important results from the tests they told me that the low amount of calories I've eaten has made it unlikely that I'll be able to have kids.

I didn't think news like that would bother me because I've never been really eager to have kids...I want to be a singer and that has always come first to me, before falling in love and having a family (admitedly its not like I'm pretty enough to get offers). But it just crushed me the thought that I probably wont ever be able to get pregnant and have a baby of my own. Everytime I see someone pregnant or with a baby it stirs up a longing in me I never felt before.

Has anyone else been given news like that and felt the same/similar?

[User Deleted]

Nope, personally I really do not want to have kids. Commitment to one person would be torture, and raising a kid would put grey hairs on my head. I couldn't stand it.

All I can say is if you want to fix it you have to eat more. Every action has a consequence. And not eating enough has many.

[Syvelocin]

I'm having that issue recently. I don't think I'd make a very good mother, and I don't think I'd ever want to produce a baby, but you know, I feel like I'd want to have that experience just once in my life and check it off the list, you know? Part of me desires this little girl that will be what I was to my mother. The other part completely detests children. I think they ruin your life. I'd wait until late forties, fifties after I've done every-single thing in my life. Because it scares me that my life could no longer belong to me before it's even begun. I don't really like that. And I want a chance for my final partner to be the light of my life. Instead of having the child become that light instead. It's like relationship suicide.

Even if by some miracle I'm pregnant (which would involve being able to be pregnant and then having sex with a man) there's a couple of my genes that alone would keep me from letting that baby be born. My mum had decided she didn't want kids because she didn't want to make them as unhappy as she was as a girl. And I can't imagine being in her shoes, that being my fear, and then it turns out your first-born turned out to be exactly that, just as unhappy as you were as a kid, with your mental disorders and pretty much just such a horrible hand dealt to them.

If I have kids, it'll be my girlfriend at this point, I'll assure you. Which makes me both sad and happy. Happy, because I'd want her genes to be in there. I'd want the baby to look like her, a pretty little angel with bright green eyes. But I'm conflicted because I feel the need to continue the family. Further the name as well as the genes. Because unless one of my cousins ends up being gay or a single mother whatever else it may take to pass on the maiden name, the family name will die out ("What's with all these girls?" in my late grandfather's exact words).