When I first started writing a book about my postpartum obsessive-compulsive disorder (OCD), anxiety and depression, of course I was worried my daughter might one day think I did not want her, or that she was somehow to blame for how I felt or what I went through.
I needed to tell her my story regardless, even if I never told the world, because I did not want her to go through the same thing.
Who knew she would end up being my biggest fan and supporter? She is only 12 now, some might think this will change one day.
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