Peripartum depression and anxiety are very treatable!
I know the faces. I know the look. I see it everyday. The deep sorrow that distorts her face almost imperceptivity – blink and you will miss it. The racing, anxious thoughts that spin around her mind faster than the carnival Tilt-A-Whirl. She is so good at hiding. She knows that something isn’t quite right. She laughs and says she’s just tired.…
