My name is Terri. I’m 20 years old and a mother of a one year old. Soon to be two in December. Lately I’ve just been feeling so low. I cry a lot. I feel so alone. I haven’t been myself. I don’t think my family knows or even noticed a change in me. I wish they would. Then again even if they did I’m not even sure I’d admit to it. I’m scared to be honest. As much as I want to go in my sister’s room and cry it all out.. I can’t. I don’t want her to ask questions because it’s so much about me that my family in general just doesn’t know. I feel me admitting to them that I am depress or think I am will lead to a whole lot of things coming out that I have not been ready to discuss. I need to though I know I do. It’s so much pain I’ve been holding in. I lost a baby in 2017... had my daughter 2018. You’d think that would lift my spirits. It has for the most part but then I end up losing my job late 2019 and my step mother all in one month. My step mother would be the person I’d be talking to. Telling all this too. She’s gone though and idk who else to turn too. I’m lost.