(I am a long term member hiding behind this identity because I am ashamed of what I've done
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I don't know where to go from here or how to heal. It has been months and some days I still feel raw. I have a six year old child whom I love more than life. I went through a hellish post-partum depression and was diagnosed with bipolar. I went on meds. I spent several years getting ready to go through another pregnancy. I really wanted a sibling for my child, and I also wanted another baby to hold. I knew it might be hard, but I was so determined.
I got pregnant and immediately fell apart. The pregnancy-safe meds didn't seem to be working. I was thrown back into full-blown depression with tons of anxiety thrown in for good measure. Maybe even post-traumatic stress disorder. In short, I was a complete mess. It was the holidays and I couldn't get an appt with my pdoc or my family doc. I was in a panic, and honestly I wasn't myself at all. I was paranoid and afraid for my life (if you don't have bipolar, I'm sure this sounds completely crazy).
My husband was so scared watching me go through this, and after several days (and unable to get help), I scheduled an abortion. This is NOT something I would normally agree with. I sobbed hysterically at the clinic and they nearly refused to do it because I was such a mess.
Now it has been months and I am completely heart broken. My husband had a vasectomy because he is terrified to ever go through that experience again. I hate myself and I feel deep guilt every day. I killed my baby. The one I desperately wanted. I'm on medication, but I am still so depressed. No one in my family knows what happened. And now I am dealing with 2 close family members who are due with babies exactly when I should be having mine.
My child is 6 and growing up more every day. I cry so much knowing I'll never hold a baby again. I had my chance. I don't know what to do. I fear this is going to kill me.
)I don't know where to go from here or how to heal. It has been months and some days I still feel raw. I have a six year old child whom I love more than life. I went through a hellish post-partum depression and was diagnosed with bipolar. I went on meds. I spent several years getting ready to go through another pregnancy. I really wanted a sibling for my child, and I also wanted another baby to hold. I knew it might be hard, but I was so determined.
I got pregnant and immediately fell apart. The pregnancy-safe meds didn't seem to be working. I was thrown back into full-blown depression with tons of anxiety thrown in for good measure. Maybe even post-traumatic stress disorder. In short, I was a complete mess. It was the holidays and I couldn't get an appt with my pdoc or my family doc. I was in a panic, and honestly I wasn't myself at all. I was paranoid and afraid for my life (if you don't have bipolar, I'm sure this sounds completely crazy).
My husband was so scared watching me go through this, and after several days (and unable to get help), I scheduled an abortion. This is NOT something I would normally agree with. I sobbed hysterically at the clinic and they nearly refused to do it because I was such a mess.
Now it has been months and I am completely heart broken. My husband had a vasectomy because he is terrified to ever go through that experience again. I hate myself and I feel deep guilt every day. I killed my baby. The one I desperately wanted. I'm on medication, but I am still so depressed. No one in my family knows what happened. And now I am dealing with 2 close family members who are due with babies exactly when I should be having mine.
My child is 6 and growing up more every day. I cry so much knowing I'll never hold a baby again. I had my chance. I don't know what to do. I fear this is going to kill me.





you did the best you could at the time
I am so sorry mama. Have you talked to someone other then here? A real live person?




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