When you have a baby, love is automatic, when you get married, love is earned.
You are in the back of your head somewhere and you want to close your eyes and go away.
The good Lord made us all out of iron. Then he turns up the heat to forge some of us into steel.
If you're going to be able to look back on something and laugh about it, you might as well laugh about it now.
I found for me that my safe place was work. I could control my environment. I became very fastidious and detailed, and wanted things a certain way.
Little things in my past that I really thought were over and done with were still elements of the puzzle that weren't pieced together, and so she helped me do that.
This is a physical thing that is fixable. I know, I'm a survivor. Believe me, there was no way I thought I could survive. There are answers out there that need to be found.
This is a serious, serious condition that is also called postpartum psychosis. And that's where, literally, you get so bad that you end up either hurting the baby or killing yourself.
We know well and we know chronically ill, but there is a whole bunch of gray in between where I think we can heal people before they become chronically sick. I believe our thoughts make us sick.
I lost boundaries as a child that I didn't even realize it and it wasn't talked about back then. You know, it was something you just buried and dealt with, and moved forward. What could you do about it?