Make it stop.

Damn you PPA/PPD, you are trying to take over my life again. I won’t let you win this time, I lived with you and the dark cloud for too long after Ian. If it would not have been for my amazing husband, Gabe, Abby, Sarah, and Dustin. Ian and I might not be standing here on the other side. This time the beast did not show up nearly as quickly this time. Just a few weeks ago, I was telling Abby how great I was feeling this time. I hadn’t had any of the crazy thoughts overwhelming my mind like last time. Then they start creeping in, it started with the thought of Ollie and I falling down the stairs and one or the other dying. Then Ian started this bird like screech that is mind melting to hear.
Any advice?
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