After having Pier, I was diagnosed with severe depression and anxiety. That may come as a surprise to some of you, and it definitely was a surprise to me, but now that I am on the other side of the fog I can understand just how bad off I really was. It's weird -- how your heart could explode from happiness and love for your baby, and yet, still be so miserable living with a very real condition that is slowly suffocating you.
My anxiety and depression was so intense that I was beginning to resent my child. Most days I couldn't hold Pier without crying. Every time he would cry, so would I. I couldn't function. Everyday tasks like putting away groceries, or putting Pier in his carseat would feel like the hardest thing I've ever had to do. There were multiple times a day that I just was overwhelmed by even the smallest of things and my body shut down. I was so scared. At one point I just looked in the mirror and didn't recognize myself. I reached my low point over the summer and realized that I needed to talk to a doctor. Long story short, I got the help I needed and it has been a night and day difference from where I was a few months ago. Praise God in His goodness for the gift of friends, family, and medical professionals that have helped me through those difficult days! Maybe one day I'll go into more detail about how dark that time was...but for today, I wanted to give you some tips on how to handle those days when your anxiety feels like it's in control and you are not.