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Wednesday, July 10, 2013

it all comes full circle...

Coming from a dysfunctional alcoholic family it has taken me my entire life to figure out what was wrong with me. My family kept telling me what was wrong with me and I listened to them.

But listening to the very people who made you sick is like taking heart medicine for my diabetes. I am never going to get better if I am taking the wrong meds (I don't have diabetes btw).

You see, I had no idea that my father's alcoholism had any affect on me whatsoever. Not until it was suggested by my therapist I attend an Al-Anon meeting a year and a half ago did everything come full circle.

When I walked into Al-Anon I felt like I was coming home. But a more functional healthier home. This was my family. They understood. And the best part is...they had a solution!

What does this have to do with postpartum depression or postpartum anxiety? I believe that if you came from an unhealthy family environment, your chances of developing PPD or PPA probably increase ten-fold. Particularly if you have no idea that you were living in an unhealthy environment while growing up.

I never got any anxiety or depression until I was in my 30's. It started out as anxiety and it was horrific because I didn't know what was wrong with me and I thought I was suddenly going insane.

The severe depression came later in life and if I had to choose between the two I would take your garden variety depression over anxiety any day.

So what did I get after having my second child? Severe, severe Postpartum Anxiety. It was horrific!

But I survived. I survived through getting on the Internet and Googling Postpartum Anxiety and Depression to death.

Through reading that others went through the same thing and survived is what kept me hanging on.

You can hang on too. Keep on reading on.

You can do it!

1 comment:

Frankie Lawson said...

I had postpartum depression after my first pregnancy, but I didn't get it treated. Then I got it 14 weeks into my second pregnancy, and I ended up hospitalized. Of course, I'm really glad I finally got the treatment and support I needed.

I'm glad that you did too.

Are you going to do any promoting of National Suicide Prevention Day and Week? I'm posting stuff on Facebook and Twitter, and I'll probably put something up on my blog.