Gone a long time. Thinking of things. Coming to terms with what I’m going through. Was told it is seems an awful lot like a post traumatic episode, which is interesting, and a little relieving, because it’s easier to understand more than postpartum depression.
I’ve been processing… and I’ve a lot of things I’d like to talk about. But not now. I’m too tired. So, yeah, I’ll try to give you fair warning when it might a little TMI.
Been really good though, happy. I’ve some great friends (D, D, L, talking bought you) and they’ve been giving me the love. The therapy sessions are making me feel really great.
Turning around.
