One day more...and postpartum psychosis
Hey there ...
So, I am still going to the library to write because we have no internet in the house.
I think I can finally understand to some degree what I have experienced in the past twelve months.
Since the birth of my son, I have experienced depression, anxiety and then mania and lots more of anxiety in the extreme of every emotion I have encountered, which is why I was labeled bipolar in the mental hospital.
I still don't know if that is the exact term that I would use for what I have gone through. Considering my son is still a little baby who has two months left until his first birthday, I think what I have gone through is called Postpartum Psychosis.
I just watched a documentary on YouTube about this, this morning, and I am pretty sure that I can say this is the label. Women who have extreme thoughts of killing themselves or their baby after the birth of the baby.
I really didn't think of killing myself but I was doing things that were putting myself into harms way without me even knowing that I was...
For example
I would run out in the morning on my own, with no phone, hiking up a road without letting anyone know where I was or when I would be back.
I could have been run over by a car...
I could have been mugged...
I could have been taken advantage of....
I think you get the idea.
I can honestly say that I had no idea what I was doing and that I thought I was in the right. I am very grateful to my family and to my God, for protecting me while my head was in the clouds.
At my lowest point I felt like no one cared about me....like everyone was against me and that no one would believe a word that I would say.
When I was high....I was invincible. I could go conquer the world and no one could stop me. No matter what they had to say about it.
So....what now?
I go back to my life, my real life. I come back to my husband, to my kids....I come back to the home life that I cherish so much but I had forgotten about in my quest to conquer the world.
So.....
here's to that real life.
So, I am still going to the library to write because we have no internet in the house.
I think I can finally understand to some degree what I have experienced in the past twelve months.
Since the birth of my son, I have experienced depression, anxiety and then mania and lots more of anxiety in the extreme of every emotion I have encountered, which is why I was labeled bipolar in the mental hospital.
I still don't know if that is the exact term that I would use for what I have gone through. Considering my son is still a little baby who has two months left until his first birthday, I think what I have gone through is called Postpartum Psychosis.
I just watched a documentary on YouTube about this, this morning, and I am pretty sure that I can say this is the label. Women who have extreme thoughts of killing themselves or their baby after the birth of the baby.
I really didn't think of killing myself but I was doing things that were putting myself into harms way without me even knowing that I was...
For example
I would run out in the morning on my own, with no phone, hiking up a road without letting anyone know where I was or when I would be back.
I could have been run over by a car...
I could have been mugged...
I could have been taken advantage of....
I think you get the idea.
I can honestly say that I had no idea what I was doing and that I thought I was in the right. I am very grateful to my family and to my God, for protecting me while my head was in the clouds.
At my lowest point I felt like no one cared about me....like everyone was against me and that no one would believe a word that I would say.
When I was high....I was invincible. I could go conquer the world and no one could stop me. No matter what they had to say about it.
So....what now?
I go back to my life, my real life. I come back to my husband, to my kids....I come back to the home life that I cherish so much but I had forgotten about in my quest to conquer the world.
So.....
here's to that real life.
I hope you continue to find peace and answers as you sort through all of this. I'm sure God will keep leading you in the right direction. :)
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