It’s terrible... I’m going through the motions of taking care of Jack, but I find no joy in anything. The feelings or guilt and shame of feeling this way when you prayed for your first bundle of joy is horrible. Went yesterday to doctor and they started me on some anti anxiety Zoloft and something to help me sleep. If I knew this was going to feel like this, I don’t know if I would’ve tried so hard to have Jack. My dreams of having a big family are gone. Motherhood is awful. I’m

So pissed at myself for this happening to me. Anybody experience this and it actually got better?