Y’all. I had a pretty rough time during my pregnancy. I was sleeping on someone’s couch because the father of my child decided last minute he didn’t want to move in together. I was two days away from being homeless because her lease was up. Now I am in my two bedroom apartment nothing but the grace of GOD & I got on the Deans List. I battles depression. Postpartum. Suicidal actions... and a newborn. And I’m still here. Ladies. I know mental health is real. I know the weight of the world lies on your shoulders on top of your child being up there. I am living proof. It gets better. Keep fighting mom.