I have prided myself for some time on being cheery. On being the sounding board for people who struggle, but never being a struggler myself.
Then I had a baby. I was astonished to find myself struggling. I was immensely naïve. I was so sure that because I was so desperate to become a mum that I would be fine.
What a numpty! I found myself depressed, drowning in my guilt. Not recognising myself. Not knowing how to ‘rebrand’ myself as No Longer Cheery.
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