A friend very dear to me told me a few months ago what her experience with postpartum depression was like. Exhausting. Terrifying. Lonely. She talked about feeling so angry and sad & waking up every day wondering when it would stop. If it would stop. What was the most difficult thing to hear amidst all of her struggles was that she felt all of these feelings and had all of these struggles at the exact same time that I did ... and I had no idea. I love this woman fiercly and I saw her every single week the entire time we were on maternity leave together and I didn't know. She didn't know. That broke my heart.