Post Natal Depression the psychiatrist said,
Take these Prozac and go home to bed.
You have a baby now and you’re doing your best,
You really need to get some rest.

Well 14 years after and I still felt the same,
Years of breakdowns, suicidal thoughts and lots of blame.
Hospitals, doctors, psychiatrists, I’ve tried them all,
They haven’t helped me each time I fall.

I have since found out it wasn’t PND,
It was Post Traumatic Stress happening to me.
At 13 years old I was raped by a creep,
The nightmares I’ve had no wonder I couldn’t sleep.

It all came back when I had my first child,
Those horrible memories, they made me so wild.
The scars I have lived with for most of my life,
The hurt and the pain were so rife.

As I’ve gotten older, I have learnt to handle it all.
The positives and love I have keeps me standing tall.
My head held high, my confidence strong,
I now refuse to let things go wrong.

My Husband, my Kids and my Mum and Dad,
Have helped me to get through all the bad.
I now live my life writing poems for therapy,
And I am finally at peace with just being ME

Helen Antonas

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/post-natal-depression-they-called-it/