Even though I had been diagnosed with PPD on time. I chose to ignore it and not get into taking medication. I thought I was taking a great decision as it’s just me overthinking( that’s what people around made me feel). Even my husband was sure it’s going to be okay, I’m going to be okay. Yet again I was Losing myself . I thought I had actually prepared myself in a way that everything was going to be alright. The actual reality was very far from it. My condition, in just a span of a few months went from bad to worse. This picture even though is a candid one but that’s genuinely how I would be in social gatherings too. “LOST” !!

Things started getting even more chaotic. I would cry on a drop of a hat and hate myself for just being me. I’d fear being too happy or excited at times. I hated my body, I hated my friends because they couldn’t understand. Also, since I was the first in my friends to have a baby. This made me feel all the more isolated. While others would go out partying, I was at home changing diapers. I would cry seeing pictures of my friends and feel helpless

Now I realize I should have started medication then and there.
To be continued

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