Had prenatal and postnatal anxiety 7 years ago. Took me a good 2 years to recover. Had some blips. Then had BIG blip while pregnant with my second, but felt increasingly better since her birth and was basically back to my old self for 2 1/2 years. Was so so so happy. To the point that I decided to slowly reduce the sertraline I was taking. And eventually stop. I did. And two months later I was back in the throes of pure o and extreme anxiety. Back on the sertraline now and SERIOUSLY beating myself up. I was so well, and ruined it for myself and my family. I can’t stop beating myself up for causing my own suffering. And not knowing whether I’ll ever get back to happy as I was again. Really don’t know how to move on. DH says it’s about having a different attitude. But I think if you haven’t experienced mental health struggle it’s really hard to understand what a very special kind of hell it is. And I put myself back in it.