It's been 11 months since ds was born and I am still crying far too often. I don't have depression, but I do have PTSD and even counselling is not really helping.
I couldn't wait to be a mum, but the horror of recovery is still with me, and takes away so much of the joy I keep thinking I should be feeling by now. I love my little boy, but I am so unhappy. It is easier than it used to be, but I am still struggling.
Every time I see a new mum with a tiny baby walking like she is just fine, I get so bitter that at 11 months on I still can't walk normally without pain. I can't exercise. I couldn't go back to work, so I have lost my job.
I have decided to start my own business with a hobby I've loved for years. It helps to have something else to think about, but these feelings of bitterness just keep creeping back.
My counsellor tells me I need to forgive the medical profession for the shortcomings that have left me this way...for my own sake. I just don't know how to let this go. It makes me feel like a stroppy, petulant kid that just wants to nurse a grudge. How do I let this go and move forward?