Postpartum psychosis my experience
I am building an online blog of my experience .
Here is my experience #bipolarragdoll
Something so cruel and unkind that it’s hard to describe to anyone . It’s almost like deep dark huge misunderstanding that isn’t happening to you it only happens to other people but it becomes a nightmare home and pregnancy become a prison and you hold on to that glimmer of hope that it might be all okay. But it darkens like a storm brewing on a sandy sea shore thought like waves beginning to crash. The thoughts of ending it all so peace comes to a tormented mind. The visions of a darkness in a human like form , the constant battle to harm what your baby feels like an alien robot not born to your body with the unnatural feeling of yearning to breast feed while the dark vale of mass consumes your mind and body. Where thoughts become reality.