Postpartum depression or...?

So I’m now 7 weeks pp but for the first 2 weeks something strange was happening. I was not depressed but more paranoid and scared. Every night starting around 7pm I would get so afraid that someone would break into my house and that my teeth were falling out (don’t ask I have no idea why. My teeth are healthy). I COULD NOT be alone. Ever. I wouldn’t even hold my baby because I just couldn’t stop thinking of all the terrible things that could happen (what if I slip and fall while holding her; what if I fall asleep holding her and she suffocates) It scared me to death.

I refused to sleep because I was so scared something would go wrong. I was convinced if I slept my baby would die. Eventually my husband convinced me to fall asleep. When I woke up I saw him standing over her bassinet checking on her. I started screaming and crying but was so afraid I couldn’t move. It’s like my brain didn’t understand it was just my husband. It all stopped after 2 weeks but man I felt like I was going completely insane. I knew something wasn’t right the entire time it was happening so my husband took off work for those couple weeks to help me through it.

Has anybody else experienced this?