It’s Time for Me to Share a Secret

Suffering in silence is never healthy, so I’ve decided to be open about having Postpartum Depression.

Photo by Cristian Palmer on Unsplash

I feel like I’m drowning. Some days are better than others. There are days when I can make it to the surface so my mouth can break free of the water and take a deep, exasperated breath before I sink back into the depths. Where it’s cold. Where it’s dark. Where all hope and joy and self-love are pulled…