The Last Thing I Thought I Would Be Thankful For

April 13, 2015 5:17 PM

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August 5, 2009. Our son was born. Sweet. Little. Person. Bundle of joy and.. responsibilities.

Now a parent, I realize that another human being fully depends on me. I obsess: what if I screw up and ruin his life? For good. Forever. I panic, fall into what we call postpartum depression. I should feel thankful, but I'm not.

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