Everyone has days where they feel sad, hopeless, empty. A day here and there when nothing seems to be going right. A day where getting out of bed is a struggle you don’t mind losing. The good news is most people, typical people, wake up the next morning and are ready to take on the … [Read more…]
It’s been a decade, 10 years, and still on this date every year I think about it, the day I admitted myself into the hospital for severe Postpartum Depression and Anxiety. Every year I would cry. The last few years, I got angry. None of the years did I listen to my therapists (last and … [Read more…]
I’ve been a Depression sufferer for most of my life. Because of this, I tend to live in the past. At the moment I am coming up on certain months in my life that cause me guilt, anxiety, regret, and deep sadness… October 26th (2014): The day Tyler moved into our house October 31st (2015): … [Read more…]
I am sitting here nauseated. Stomach churning. Gurgling. Body repulsed and mimicking regurgitating motions when thinking of eating my breakfast. It is almost 11am and I have not eaten anything yet. I have been up since 6:40. I am anxious. Anxiety has been building in me since this past weekend started. There is so … [Read more…]
I grew up with the stigma that you never wanted to be known as crazy. Keep it quiet. Don’t ever speak about it. It can affect your grades, your career, your relationships. Hush-hush, on the down low. I obeyed these commands for fear that because I was a diagnosed depressed person, I would only be … [Read more…]
It finally happened. It only took almost two years, but it finally happened. I am proud to announce… …I have tapered off Ativan!!! This little almost microscopic pill was in control of my life. Sure, I owe it some credit for saving me from body shaking, hyperventilating, heart-palpating anxiety. But… it controlled me. From the … [Read more…]
While purging our house this weekend in preparation to move next summer I came across the following letter that I wrote on February 8th, 2008. My daughter was then only about 16 months old and it was in this letter that I realized my struggles with Postpartum Depression and Anxiety were still not over. She … [Read more…]
That time of year is back. The time of year mothers around the country are breathing a sigh of relief as they see free time returning in their future. The time of year where we smile at the smell of paper and sharpened pencils. That time of year where we stock up on crayons, scissors … [Read more…]
I don’t sleep with my husband. We have tried for a few years to survive in the same bed at night to no avail. We just can’t make that part of our relationship work. We have what now seems to be termed a “Sleep Divorce”. In fact, aside from separate beds, we have separate … [Read more…]
I would have to say it was around age three when Sophia first yelled at me that she hated me. Being so young, she had not learned just how hurtful the word “hate” could be. I know a lot of women who have gotten upset, practically in tears, when their young toddler spews forth, “I … [Read more…]
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