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You Are Stronger Than That Bastard

I am now 45 years old and I nearly lost my marriage to PTSD. It was my first year of marriage, and I’d gotten a nice degree, so I got a great job at an investment bank. It all started to unravel after the birth of my first child, a boy. Every time I changed his...

Mommy Dearest

I’ve been debating joining Band Back Together since the day it opened. I was leery, because good goodness do I have a lot to say. Sometimes it’s hard to know where to begin. And hard to let yourself. Some things are hard to pull out of the box under the bed. It’s not...

Antepartum/Antenatal Depression

The only thing I’d wanted was another baby. So when, after meeting a good guy, marrying him and buying a house in the suburbs with a yard (like I was Suzie-freaking-Homemaker), I found myself knocked up once again just like I’d wanted, I couldn’t begin to understand...

A Letter To My Younger Self: I’m Gonna Need You To CALM DOWN

First of all, I need to tell all the editors of bandbacktogether.com how amazing it is that they’ve set up such a platform (slash soapbox) for all of us to yell from. So, thank you. As a new writer just getting the feel for things, it always helps to have a friendly...