Yesterday was a sad anniversary. It was a year since I had my 'breakdown' and ended up in Bunbury Hospital.
I'm glad to report though that the 30th March 2014 was a much happier day.
As I reflected back, I realised that it's ok to grieve because, although they are less raw, the memories from that time in my life are still painful. But I can also rejoice because it was when I sank to the lowest I could go, that God set the wheels in motion that would lead to my recovery.
I can look back to a year ago and praise God because of how far He's brought me since then, the friends I've made, the support I've received, and the story of hope I have to share with other women struggling with postnatal depression.