My reasons for wanting to tell her are many.
- I believe she has a right to know.
- She has a right to know and be able to give a full family medical history, her being female and having her own children one day, this seems especially important.
- I was little more than a child myself when I was lured into donating the eggs, totally and utterly misled. Did I know the child was going to come out being a mini version of myself? No. Did I realize how devastating it would be looking at a miniature version of myself, how much of a mind game that would be? No
I didn’t have anyone to talk to, I had no support, I have this kid contacting me daily (up until I blocked her) wanting so much from me, when she has no real idea of who she’s interacting with. And that is so incredibly unfair on her and also on me. She begs me to come visit, to come spend time/holidays with her. That is difficult.
In regards to the money, wow you’re a nasty piece of work aren’t you? I’d be an incredible parent. Not to the donor child, because she has parents and I have no desire or wish to be her parent, but one day, I’ll be a great parent, and had my little girl made it, I’d have been a great mom.
But that money was supposed to cover my flights out there, the fact I spent weeks being pumped full of drugs unable to spend my holiday the way I wanted to spend it. I was unable to have sex for almost 3 months, unable to drink, had my food controlled. I lied to my parents and so did they. They told my parents her husband had a job for me so I could support myself during the summer. I went home with absolutely nothing. Not one cent. The lying to me about the money was an issue. Had they got the eggs from the clinic, the price would have been 3 times more than what she had agreed to give me. Of course the minute the eggs were taken from me, they completely shut me out. I wasn’t included in anything anymore. I went to stay with her sister and her mom. My food wasn’t covered then.
I didn’t owe them part of my body, They weren’t entitled to my eggs because she had none of her own. But that’s all I was used for.
I am now uncomfortable sharing my private intimate medical history with them and refuse to do so. Anything that is relevant will be passed on to the child when she is old enough.
I want nothing more from her than an honest friendship but of course, If she decides she doesn’t want me in her life then of course I would respect that.