Postnatal Depression & Me

I am Tilly. A pedagogist, an educator of children. I had not expected that bringing a child into the world would leave me tainted with depression. For me, the experience was tough. Now I remember so little.”GP confirmation of my pregnancy. A new reality. Congratulations. Leaflet offerings. Limited narrative. For self protection, I put myself into a bubble. Postnatal depression hit me like a truck. What I really needed was to feel secure, be informed, made aware. My own fragmented reality as a Polish immigrant meant I might as well have been a million miles away from my family in general, my mother in particular. That support system would need to be strong enough to support me through my isolation. I learned it would not.