This post is not about me. It’s about Kim. And so is this one and this one and this one. Because when life beats on one of our PPD mamas, the rest of us rally around her.
Kim, I know you’re hurting. I know what that’s like – to not want to fight anymore. To feel like you can’t fight anymore. I’ve been there. Very, very recently. I know it sucks. I know all the stuff you have going on right now feels like it’s just too much for one person to bear. And it is. If the rest of us could split up all that pain we’d each take a part of it for you. In a heartbeat.
The best way we can do that right now is to be here. To announce to the world through this series of blog posts that you are loved. That you are strong. That you will win.
Because, baby, you’re a firework. This one’s for you, with love.
