People living with depression, as with any chronic illness or condition, are often bombarded by unsolicited advice from well-meaning loved ones.
Two years ago my life looked very different than it does today. I was severely depressed, and in need of immediate medical attention.
January is the perfect season for Seasonal Affective Disorder to kick in.
Throughout my third pregnancy, I experienced debilitating moments of anxiety and sadness, and found myself unable to cope.
Jessica Porten claims in a viral FB post that her nurse practitioner contacted police after she sought help for postpartum depression.
I got a little bit precious, a little bit too serious. And then an unexpected pregnancy sent me into a dark place.
It wasn’t until after the nurses came and went that I started to wonder if, like me, other moms were “faking it til they make it.”
Every morning, after I’ve made my three children their breakfasts, I walk over to a corner of my kitchen and drop a dose of CBD oil under my tongue.