Y'all are absolutely killing me with the Delurker Day comments from yesterday and today. There are 50 comments, and only half of them are mine!
I am filled with joy. Lighter than air. Not because of the stories, of course, because I wish there were ZERO stories of suffering from perinatal mental illness. But because ofyour strength andcouragein telling those stories. You areraising your handto say "I have this!" "I've been there." "I'm making it through."
Also because ofyour perseverance. You aren'tquitting on yourself. You are working to get better.
Also because of the survivors here, who could just have easily moved on, never to mention a word about PPD again, but who steadfastly remain in order to lessen others' pain.
I'm almost sick with appreciation for all of you. You just don't understand how many people you help when you say a little something about what you are going through. I should make Delurker Day every day, but then it probably wouldn't work as well, would it?
I hope that those of you who can (and I understand fully that some of you are in situations where you can't) will continue to comment here at Postpartum Progress. If you see mewriting something stupid or misinformed, you had better tell me. That's what friends are for. If you relate to what I've written and want other moms to see that you felt/feel that way too, say so. You make Postpartum Progress better.
