![]() So I did, in absolute tears I went down stairs and said to my dad I’m really struggling I think I may be depressed. He said “what have you got to be depressed about”. So like I wasn’t already feeling weak enough for being so vulnerable I was also put down straight away. No one asked me why or if they could help, just straight up crushed my feeling the same as they always have. I rang my partner and asked him to pick me up from my moms she came out to the car and asked if me and my partner had been arguing he said no other wise she wouldn’t of asked me to pick her up. After a while I rang the emergency line when I couldn’t cope and they spoke to me and sent me to my doctors. I got a phone call back from my doctor I told him exactly how I was feeling and his response was “aMy medication was 50mg of the exact same type my dads had just been upped to. My partner told him you do understand that Beth was instantly put on the exact same medication as you. He was silent and just looked at him like omg I’ve fucked up. But neither of them offered me an apology or even really discussed what had happened previously, my mom just pretended like it didn’t happen and tried to be there fo me. Not long later I found I’m out I was pregnant. I was on anti depressants and anxiety medication was diagnosed with bd and eating disorders. There is nothing more in this world that I wanted than to be a mom and I knew I’d be a great one (which I am). I went through pregnancy struggling with my changing body and all the weight I was gaining that I couldn’t my control. I was so strong I really was, I was only 18. I gave birth which was a traumatic experience don’t get me wrong I loved it but I nearly died. I started to bleed out and had about 15 doctors rush into the room to save me. I was out on a cafiter meaning I couldn’t move to tend to my baby and the dad didn’t make it any easier.
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