Quitting Antidepressants: Do As I Say, Not As I Do

When M was three months old, I was diagnosed with postpartum depression. My treatment plan included a low dosage of sertraline (Zoloft) and therapy. A year later, I moved to Atlanta, which affected my treatment plan and led me to

How to Uproot Your Life pt. 2

In the past I wrote about the craziness of 2015: new job, new baby, marriage, new house, and postpartum depression. Looking back on these posts, I was scared, unable to focus, and in over my head. Simultaneously, it was the best

The BS of Mental Illness

Sometimes I come across blogs about depression that are utter bullshit. To be clear, in no way am I about to dismantle someone’s personal experiences. I am not discounting the fact that everyone’s symptoms of mental illness vary and that

Get Nosy

Today I’m giving you permission to be intrusive. I recently came across this article from The Mighty that had been tweeted by Katherine Stone of Postpartum Progress. Check it out. Or, just trust me that it’s a beautiful description of


Did you know it takes individuals an average of three counselors before they find someone they like? Lucky me, I hit the jackpot the first time. Or maybe I’m not that picky. Or I was just very desperate. August 2015

May Wrap Up

It’s been a month since I blogged. Sorry, folks. Life got in the way, as it tends to do on occasion. Here’s a condensed version of May and a sneak peak to some upcoming posts. M’s first birthday was at


On most days I feel much better and believe my postpartum depression has subsided. I’ve stopped going to therapy, but am still on the Sertraline for a little while longer. However, not every day is perfect and I have accepted

Not My Normal Self

If you’ve read previous posts, you may have picked up on the fact that I don’t do well being told I need help and like to do EVERYTHING all by myself. That can lead to stubbornness and a too-late realization

Sinking Into A Hole

I know it’s said all the time, but it’s absolutely true: everyone’s experience with PPD is different. Symptoms vary greatly, treatment options differ, and how individuals respond is, well, individual. Here is a little bit about how PPD looks for me.