My dad was my unlikely partner in my fertility journey. It brought us closer than we've ever been.

Courtesy of Izzy Shill

In the beginning of 2020, I had moved back to LA and was living with my dad. At only 30 years old, I decided to freeze my eggs. After my mother's early menopause and the subsequent very challenging adoption of my brother and sister, I knew it was the right choice for me. Single and exhausted by the numerous online dates, I decided that this procedure was a gift to myself. An act of radical self-love — something that did not come easily to me.