Too hard on myself.
Those are just a few of my symptoms of depression.
When my older son was almost two years old, my depression was so out of control that it had slipped into panic attacks. I was working full-time and I was a full-time mom. I was doing everything I could to hold my life together and most people I came into contact with in a day would never have known what I was struggling with. I thought I had to be strong and independent. I thought I had to do it all on my own. I refused to even lean on my own husband most of the time.
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