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About a week ago, I had a lengthy email discussion with SlackerMama about my experience with PPD, both how I came to admit I was suffering from it and how I’ve dealt with it since then.  While it was incredibly difficult for me to come terms with BEFORE treatment, now I’m quick to discuss it with anyone.  I feel like we should talk about it so women know that it’s okay.  They are not supposed to feel that way.  And they’re not crazy.  And it is real.  And it’s okay to ask for help.

In talking with her, I referenced the posts I wrote about it: how I confessed to Bryan that is was more than stress, how I had to take that silly “Depression Worksheet” at the doctors, and how I kept trying to smile at everyone in the office, as if trying to convince them that I wasn’t depressed.  And I told her how posting those little two posts opened up a floodgate of emails; women I didn’t know existed suddenly were contacting me to say, “Yeah, me too.”  Some were still struggling, some were healed, but all of them had a common thread: no one had ever talked to them about it.

Well, then ole Marilyn went and done somethin’ nutty.  She submitted my post for consideration at BlogNosh.  And they want to feature it.  Which is the COOLEST FRICKIN’ THING EVAH.

I mean, I’ve had my work featured before, but never my personal stuff.  I used to write a professional (as in, paid) site of adult erotic fiction, and my work was frequently featured from that, but my personal stuff?  HAVE I MENTIONED HOW AWESOME THAT IS?!

Which means that people will come here who haven’t been here before.  Which is slightly stressful, cause now I’m all “Crap, what will they READ?”.  I feel like I should do something special in honor of the occasion.  Like, if I were NBC, this is where the edited version of “The Best of SNL: The Anvil Tree” would run.

And guess what?  I don’t have time to dig through my last four years of archives, so I thought I’d ask YOU.  Yes, you, my lovely readers.  You, who read me through the readers.  You, who never ever EVER click in to comment.. I need YOUR OPINIONS. (Seriously, isn’t that a great opportunity?  I live for the opportunity to share my opinions.  I write a BLOG, for crissakes.)

Ooh.  Note to self: avoid any references to Christ in tomorrow’s post.

SO, what are some of my posts that you remember?  That made you laugh, or made you cry, or pissed you off, or whatever?  Seriously.. loved ‘em or hated ‘em, lemme know.  And don’t feel like you need to supply the links; I will go dig through and search for what you mention.  Like, if you say, “the post where you and Bryan had just begun dating and you were dressed like a stripper to go visit him at his house but Charlie ran away so you had to run through your neighborhood dressed like a hoe calling for your John”?  Then I’ll go, OH, that one!  See?  I’ll do the leg work, I just need your inspirations!  That I inspired!  My humility is astounding, no?

In the meantime, I get to be all uppity and post this:

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