When you get into that head space, you don’t care about anything at all. The worst postpartum depression I had even made me stop caring about my kids. Then you dissociate and there’s very little of what makes you, you, left. When I think back on it it’s like I was trapped in my mind and someone else took over.
When you get into that head space, you don’t care about anything at all. The worst postpartum depression I had even made me stop caring about my kids. Then you dissociate and there’s very little of what makes you, you, left. When I think back on it it’s like I was trapped in my mind and someone else took over.
This sounds truly horrible.
You appear to be better, I hope that’s the case and that it’s there to stay.