Ladies, I forced myself out to the playground on Sunday morning, around 9. For a long time I felt like many of you, unable to bond with my daughter, wondering why did i have her on the first place. etc. I still feel that at times. I took my mood medication and had breakfast and head out to the playground when everybody when to church. It was PERFECT! there was nobody there except for gardners. I dislike seeing other parents at the playground. I know im antisocial. But when I feel like shit, the least I wanna do is to engage in staring contest with other parents. Or worse, having to explain to them about her facial birthmark. No, Im FAR from being depression free. But for once it felt OKAY and not dreadful like it usually going to the park with her is.
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