This post gets deep into my heart and for once, I have no qualms about saying that it made my eyes leak. Please reblog it, if you wouldn’t mind, and comment too. Thank you very much. And to mothers everywhere, much love and respect, you are beautiful people. Strongs!
Today’s post is a particularly heart-rending one. The subject is absolutely not specific to parenthood where there’s mental illness involved, and it’s very much about motherhood universally. It’s brutally honest yet beautifully written. It’s also incredibly brave – by being so open with us, the author has made herself vulnerable, it’s a big risk to take emotionally. Usually we’d welcome debate in our comments; this time, if there’s any trolling, I will delete the comment/s as swiftly as possible. That said, I’m hoping for lots of comments. (blahpolar)
The road from Saldanha Bay to the Northern suburbs of Cape Town was a long one. For someone going through their fourth onset of depression this year, it was even longer. My husband and I were en route to a clinic I hadn’t been to before, but was promised the support I needed. We stood outside the entrance of the clinic for…
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