I thought I had escaped it as my little boy (my first and probably only) is 6 months, but it has just bitten me in the arse and I feel sad and worried that I might not feel happy again.
I am starting therapy and meds, and doing the best I can do look after myself. But I just feel so hopeless and sad, like my life in meaningless and that I won't be a good mum, even though I love my son fiercely.
Anyone else gone/going through this and want to share some positive thoughts or stories?