My “Mom Funk,” or How I Found Out I Was Actually Depressed
I was sitting in my therapist’s office, listening to Andrea Bocelli crooning from an iPod from one end table, while ocean waves crashed from a sound machine on another table. I was reading a psychology magazine while waiting for my appointment and saw an article about depression. Hmm. Interesting. I struggled with depression as a teenager and young adult, finally weaning myself off of anti-depression meds when I met my husband in 2005. It had been smooth sailing until I…