After 5 years of recovery, I, too, find new and profound insights into my life with postpartum depression. I also have wondered a thousand times how, as a mental health professional, I missed what was going on and did seek help. Your post has shed new light onto this question, and I am linking to you on today’s post at the Mommy-Muse.com blog. Thanks so much, Christy

Thank you so much for sharing. Yes, it is really insidious and deceiving! PPD is such a thief of those early years with our children and also of our sleep, our self-esteem, our warmth. It seems to take so much and so many of us just keep going, suffering through life. It is really hard to be aware of, especially when you don’t get tested or aren’t willing to talk about how you really feel — I used to hear from my friends and family all the time that I was so negative and why couldn’t I just be happy and too bad everything was so hard for me . . . it was so lonely and awful. I am so glad there is more and more awareness being raised now. Thank you thank you thank you!

I don’t know what is going on with me. I really feel like the worse mother on earth. I don’t think I should be allowed to even let the word mother come out of my mouth. My son is about to turn 5 years old and nothing has changed. I feel moody, don’t feel like doing anything, crying, panic attacts. Its been so long since I can say I’m happy. Please what is wrong am I better off dead cuz this is not living.