PPD, and detachment after birth & love

Ok ladies...

For 3 years, I’ve battled detachment from my middle daughter, who’s dad broke a hole in a condom to try to trap me... I really don’t share with anyone, and never really have... well I opened up to my love about it, and I was a little afraid that he’d feel indifferent towards me for it. Instead, he opened his mind, and expressed that I’m not a horrible person for it, as well as a sense of pride in me, for being aware, and recognizing it... as well as working towards... I guess you could call it healing. I never doubted it, but if there ever was a doubt in my mind whether this man loved me or not, flaws and all... this answered any question of doubt. I’m beyond blessed to have him, I’m so blessed that God paved our roads back to each other. I deserve him... I’ve been hurt, and let down by so many men... and in the 13 years (we dated 13 years ago, broke up 10 years ago, because I, like an idiot left him to be with an idiot in jail) that I’ve known this man he has ALWAYS loved and seen the best in me, even when I was at my worse.

I just wanted to share my little story with y’all, and to anyone who think there aren’t any good men out there, there truly is. Just have faith.