Depression is no joke. It doesn’t discriminate and it can and will hit you ant any time- even times when you’re supposed to be your happiest. Take Post-Partem depression. It strikes when a Mom is told she SHOULD be the happiest she’s ever been! Lots of Moms deal with depression, and I’m one of them. I had Post-Partum Depression after the birth of my son and as I was battling cancer that was diagnosed with while pregnant with him. I fought depression again as I helped my daughter battle horrific bullying that led to a suicide attempt, and then her own mental illness. A few years later, I struggled again after the death of my Step -Mom and some estrangement from other family members. I had to fight my way back from depression and while it wasn’t easy, it was a battle won. As a Mom, it took me a lot of soul searching before I made MYSELF a priority and not my family, but just like on an airplane, you have to take care of yourself first before you can take care of others. My family knew I was struggling, but even more importantly they saw that I was working hard at helping myself. I showed them that depression was like any other illness that needed to be treated, and I started taking care of myself. These are the steps I took:
Being a Mom means that I often must be strong. But, I think that it was important to my family to show them that I also have weak moments and needed help. I showed them that taking care of yourself is really important,and letting them help me shared how important they were to me and our family.