I have been diagnosed with an anxiety disorder since I was 19. I just had a thought though and I wanted some opinions on it. I know that after my first son, I went through a small period of postpartum depression. After my second son, I became obsessed with my weight, dieting,and work. I started going out to bars and became a completely different person and did things that I would never have done before. When I got pregnant with my last son, I started off stressed out and scared. I had just gotten divorced and this baby was with my new boyfriend who I had only been with for a short while. And I know that to some degree I was depressed because I knew that my dad would never see this baby like he had the rest. My dad died of cancer in October of 2005. I got pregnant in February of 2006. In the beginning of the pregnancy, my anxiety wasn't that bad. I was just mildly depressed, but I didn't have many attacks or symptoms. As the pregnancy progressed, I became the person that I am now. I have at least a few attacks per day and when I'm calm, all I have to do is think back to how I felt, or question whether or not i'm gonna get nauseated, and then I go into full blown panick mode. Could I be suffering from postpartum depression. I realize now, that after each of my kids, I went through some sort of mess. My youngest son just made 3 months old. Give me some opinions or advice please. Thank you all for taking the time to read this.
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