7 years with suffering with depression. It’s a long time to keep everything to y…

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7 years with suffering with depression. It’s a long time to keep everything to yourself. Well I did us that. My depression started when I was 9 weeks pregnant with my first born son. Thy scanned me and told me there was a possibility that my baby would be born with his bowels on the outside! ( my first born and only 17 when I had him was hard) well he was born with his bowel on the outside. They told me 6/7 weeks he would be in hospital. Turned in to 7 months. We when though a hell of a lot when he was in hospital. Trying different feeds different food but couldn’t keep anything down. They told us the dreaded new that he might need another operation ( bit thankfully he never) and when we finally got to take him home after 7 months, with in the next month he was back in hospital with a bowel infection. (My fault I don’t no) well he was back out after a few day and luckily after then he was only ever there for check up. Fast forward 2 years my dad suddenly passed. Now that I can’t get my head around. Maybe I would if I could of said my last good byes to him but the last time I seen my dad was in the chapel of rest. ( sorry dad but you looked a lot younger that you was maybe you was happy to be reunited with your twin that got took from you the worse possible was ever. (April my dad passed away) 25th of June I found I was pregnant again and the 25th of June was my dads birthday. Well i said
I hope my baby doesn’t come back like my dad when he was young. From the story’s I have been told. Well you never guess what my Robert Cole is just like my dad. Look attitude you name it I know my dad how come back in Cole just to winded me up. Then my Nanna gets cancer again of the breast. Luckily they found it in time. She is now free of breast cancer but still has it growing on her face. But my Nanna is a fighter and she gets though anything…. my grandad is now poorly in hospital. He is a fighter an all and will be home before we know it. But people always say what you got to be depressed about. Well i tell everyone now you don’t no what people have been through or going through. So don’t be to quick to judge. 😢😢😢😢😢

Took me weeks to write this. Just hope I get though to people who think life is a bed of roses when it’s not.

Like the saying goes.

Walk a day in my shoes see how long you last 😘😉
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