I want to say this, because it is something that scares the crap out of me, in regards to my own hopes, and thoughts, and possible aspirations.
I have a family history of crazy, my mother and grandmother both are/were just plain nuts. I don't know if it's genetic or just stuff that's happened, but I know I have my own hysterical days. I have been stuck in this nasty depression myself for a few weeks now, to where I'm near suicidal. (Not enough to call a helpline, but enough to hide in bed so I don't have to, till it passes.) I keep thinking, I would LOVE a child. I think of all the things I would love to share with them, and teach them, and all the family things that would be so fun together.
Then I think of my really crappy days where I can't even function at all. And I think, holy orange juice, what would it be like if the child was colicky today?? What if s/he wouldn't stop crying?? What if I just COULDN'T change a diaper, or feed them? Now, I know a lot of women say they muster up and can function more for the sake of a child, but these are my own thoughts and fears.
I don't know all of what you are fighting, but I know my own history, and it is FAR from pretty and pleasant. I know birth control helped me, but this is not exactly conducive to conceiving. Yaz seemed to be a miracle for me, because of the hormones not being all over the place. Especially being in WA, the fight against depression is even harder.
If it's issues that you are having a hard time with, I'm happy to share or listen.
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