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A nice lady posted on X, quote,

I'm at a point where I need to admit that I have postpartum anxiety,

but to describe it in those terms feel stupid to me.

I don't need a therapist, I need a mom that helps me, and like three old friends or relatives

who are moms who live within six blocks of me. She followed this up with two more tweets. Maybe a

therapist would help that, but the idea of paying a sitter to find someone I need to pay to listen

to me just feels like making a mockery of my problems here, L.O.L. And then she said,

From the outside, I look like a person with a very vibrant social life. My friends would be

very shocked if they knew how I was feeling. But I haven't answered, how are you doing with anything

approaching honesty in like a year? I'm an emotional mountain man. I completely understand her.

People see messages like this and think there's regret for having the kid or something like that.

I don't think that's it at all.

Having a child is an indescribable experience.

Just little things.

Like I like to say there are five people in the room and then they're suddenly six.

It's magic.

It's a miracle.

But it's like a bomb exploding in your life.

But a good bomb.

Picture like a bomb of roses.

It's gorgeous, it's incredible, but now there are flowers everywhere and eventually they have to be cleaned up.

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