It’s as if I’m looking into a dirty mirror
IT’S AS IF I’M LOOKING INTO A DIRTY MIRROR. THE DEPRESSION CLOUDS THE GLASS AND I DON’T RECOGNIZE MYSELF. VACANT EYES STARE BACK. I DO EVERYTHING I’M SUPPOSED TO DO. IT DOESN’T HELP. Read more
IT’S AS IF I’M LOOKING INTO A DIRTY MIRROR. THE DEPRESSION CLOUDS THE GLASS AND I DON’T RECOGNIZE MYSELF. VACANT EYES STARE BACK. I DO EVERYTHING I’M SUPPOSED TO DO. IT DOESN’T HELP. Read more
“The pandemic is hard on everyone in many different ways. But sometimes I feel like no one gets just how difficult this is for me. Having postpartum ptsd, while being forced to be alone because of quarantine and a deployment,…
“I CAN’T DO THIS. I’M A TERRIBLE MOTHER. MY SPOUSE DESERVES BETTER. WHAT’S WRONG WITH ME? WILL I EVER FEEL HAPPY AGAIN? These were the thoughts running on repeat in my head for months after I had my daughter. What…
“I think it’s important to note, that this story I'm about to share is only a fraction of the hell I experienced postpartum. It would take a book to share the full experience. When my daughter was born I was…
Drowning in plain sight: My struggle with postpartum depression and anxiety How one woman finds her way through the darkness. Read the full story here
“IN 2010, I LIVED THROUGH SOME OF THE MOST DESPERATE AND CHALLENGING DAYS OF MY LIFE. A PERINATAL MOOD DISORDER ISN’T WHAT YOU EXPECT TO ENCOUNTER WHEN YOU GIVE BIRTH TO A BEAUTIFUL NEW BABY. UNFORTUNATELY, I NOW KNOW WHY…
“Recently, I went out alone with both my children for the first time. It was a scenario I couldn't have imagined even just a few months ago. My first was born in September 2019, I didn't get diagnosed with a…
“The experience of motherhood can often be silent and isolating. We need to raise our mothers within a rekindled sense of community.” Watch the video here
“I KNEW I WAS SUFFERING FROM POSTPARTUM DEPRESSION AND ANXIETY BUT HAD DIFFICULTY FINDING SUPPORT. IT WAS LIKE I WAS LIVING A BAD DREAM AND COULDN’T WAKE UP. THEY SAY IF YOU FIND YOURSELF IN HELL, KEEP GOING. SO I…
“It was all around me and yet I was all alone. The intrusive thoughts that is. They were constant, and I thought I was the only one to have ever experienced this. Well me and the crazy moms in the…