My Journey Past Anger
And why I know there really aren’t excuses
(I chose this picture of something being crushed because it illustrates what anger does to a heart.)
After my first child was born, I suffered from postpartum depression. I think. Honestly, I’ve never really been sure. It didn’t really begin until she was several months old, and it didn’t manifest in “typical” ways. I did languish on my bed or cry…