I held a baby Friday, and my anxiety went haywire. Will I ever have a baby? Will I feel that feeling of holding my own baby? Every day I see my chances for having a baby slowly fade away. I know there will be a few of you who will say, “it will happen one day.” or say, “don’t give up on your dream.” And I would like to thank you for the encouragement, but my anxiety and depression do not care about what you think (please do not judge me for that thought). I see the joy and the fullness a child can bring to your life, and I want that. Is that hard to get? Do I deserve that feeling? I battle with the pressure of not knowing if or when I will have a child. I see a baby, and the tears begin to pour down my face like a summer rainstorm. I want the fullness; I want the feeling of unconditional love. I want to see a baby with skin like mine and eyes like my husband. I want to watch them grow. God, I desire motherhood. When will that day come? Please be soon.
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Hi! I am Ari AKA Ariel Davis, and welcome to my page! I wanted to start this page to get the stigma off of mental health. As a person, that deals with mental illness, I know the importance of having someone to listen to you. Please feel free to join in the conversation! I hope you enjoy my page! View more posts