When you really stop to think about life, it is filled with so many coincidences, chance meetings, unexpected connections. Or, if you’re like me, you may feel like they aren’t coincidences at all. Maybe, instead, it’s actually fate and that they actually happen for a reason. Perhaps they have a greater purpose than we realize at the time.
It’s been almost five years since my time spent at the Institute of Living where I was treated for postpartum depression and anxiety. Despite having this beautiful new baby girl to love and care for, it was tainted by a darkness I felt I had no control over. I felt alone, sad, scared, discouraged, helpless, and anxious and I just wasn’t able to understand why. Logically, I knew I didn’t really have reasons to justify why I was feeling and acting the way I was. It’s scary feeling like you have no control over the overwhelming emotions you feel when dealing with what I discovered, about 6 months after my baby was born, was postpartum depression and anxiety. And trying to explain it to people who had never experienced it themselves sometimes felt even more challenging at times.