I never thought I would be one of those women that got depressed ever, especially postpartum depression.
This is going to sound insensitive, ignorant, and terrible because it is, but I always looked at depression as a weakness of the mind and a lack of mental fortitude.
Basically, if you’re depressed, you’re just a big crybaby.
Cockily, I thought I was practically immune to depression because I’m “strong.”