tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7939034.post116594795438050054..comments2023-10-21T06:14:28.108-05:00Comments on Beauty For Ashes: Clearing things uptraceyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09533860147335133953noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7939034.post-1166214928896388042006-12-15T14:35:00.000-06:002006-12-15T14:35:00.000-06:00Thanks Sally-Anne...you always make me smile. Wow,...Thanks Sally-Anne...you always make me smile. Wow, I am just suddenly really missing going to the movies with you! Those were some fun times. =)<BR/><BR/>Tammy, thank you so much for your encouraging words. And don't worry at all, you did not contribute to any frustration. I feel as though I know you well enough to know where you were coming from. I had no idea you went through 18 months before getting the help you did, that must have been so very hard. I hope things are going well for you, and thank you for rejoicing with me!traceyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09533860147335133953noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7939034.post-1166136107093116602006-12-14T16:41:00.000-06:002006-12-14T16:41:00.000-06:00this is tammy again, just wanted to apologize if ...this is tammy again,<BR/> just wanted to apologize if my comment contributed to your frustration. it was just a long 18 months after my baby was born before I even realized that I needed help, and i want to encourage others not to struggle on their own for as long as I did (and yes, sometimes even assume that they may still need help, instead of assuming they are ok when they really aren't.) and i know "struggling " doesn't necessarily mean PPD, but I do think that we go into motherhood with a lot of expectations and dreams, and after the baby is born, when things turn out so differently than what we expected (because of burst appendices, or other), it is a time when depression is easy to happen (whatever title it gets). i am thankful, though, that you were able to climb with God's help out of the valley, and I pray that He gives you an extra measure of joy now, for the grieving you've had to endure. sorry some of us didn't express well enough that we really do want to rejoice with you in this time of your rejoicing.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7939034.post-1166126352643880532006-12-14T13:59:00.000-06:002006-12-14T13:59:00.000-06:00I'm totally with you on the "you need help" bit be...I'm totally with you on the "you need help" bit being instantly annoying. It always rubs me the wrong way, even when friends say it jokingly. ALWAYS. It's just one of my pet peeves. Like, who are you to diagnose me without knowing all the facts or being asked? Ah well. I for one know that you're strong enough to know what you need and that you have a good support network. Take care! Oh, and more photos! :)Sally-Annehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10780548827111974425noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7939034.post-1166032139143795302006-12-13T11:48:00.000-06:002006-12-13T11:48:00.000-06:00Well...had to delete that one. First, I just don't...Well...had to delete that one. First, I just don't like people leaving comments without their name. You choose to remain anonymous, that's fine -- I choose whether I want to delete that comment, and I just didn't like the way things were heading. Whether or not you like what Jolene had to say, she leaves her name along with it.<BR/><BR/>I also had meant to come and leave another comment regarding the whole post partum thing. The fact that I started taking antidepressants doesn't necessarily mean I was suffering from post partum depression. As a matter of fact, I believe that if a <I>man</I> went into the hospital with a burst appendix and spent three months in the hospital as a result, he would leave there with some emotional issues. My hospital stay was what it was because of my burst appendix, not because I gave birth, and so baby or not, I would have needed some help. There's another place where people are assuming, because even the doctors couldn't have told me if I was suffering from PPD.traceyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09533860147335133953noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7939034.post-1166031496354448532006-12-13T11:38:00.000-06:002006-12-13T11:38:00.000-06:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7939034.post-1166008431241644672006-12-13T05:13:00.000-06:002006-12-13T05:13:00.000-06:00Hi Tracey!! I REALLY get annoyed with anonymous co...Hi Tracey!! I REALLY get annoyed with anonymous comments, too. There are too many people out there who feel that they have the right (or need) to comment and remark on our lives without wanting to be personally responsible for their own words. I had a few bad hits this year and sadly had to take down my comments link - it wasn't worth it for me - all that emotional upheaval by some unknown person. Grrrrr...<BR/><BR/>How is Miles doing??? I think of him often since Kaylene is very close to his age. :) Aren't babies SO fun?!Jolenehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16829638840127241762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7939034.post-1165981207484158572006-12-12T21:40:00.000-06:002006-12-12T21:40:00.000-06:00Hmm...still trying to decide if I should stick to ...Hmm...still trying to decide if I should stick to my policy of deleting comments with no name. I honestly haven't been having feelings of desperation, nor ones of deep depression (that was way back at the beginning). Just a lot of avoidance, but my daily life is truly filled with a <I>lot</I> of laughter. Believe it or don't, but it is the truth. I don't understand not leaving your name, and I'm not really angry with you -- just some misunderstandings there, I think. I'll leave your comment up for now. Like I said, I felt that your comment came out of trying to be helpful, but it just didn't come across that way to me initially. And again, I am one who does not take criticism very well most of the time -- something I need to work on. In conclusion, I think you ultimately helped me to get things cleared up, especially for those who are close to me and were concerned. No hard feelings.traceyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09533860147335133953noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7939034.post-1165965371656353922006-12-12T17:16:00.000-06:002006-12-12T17:16:00.000-06:00Wow - I actually have been reading for quite some ...Wow - I actually have been reading for quite some time. I just don't usually comment. I don't think I was the only one to take your post as one coming from a place of sadness. I can understand your frustration with me being anonymous - I just chose to remain that way. That being said - I interpreted your post as one of desperation - not that you were necessarily desperate at that moment, but that you had been having feelings of desperation - as many people with PPD do. Therefore, I commented with the reaction your writing provoked in me. As you yourself have said here - getting help is not a bad thing, or anything to be ashamed of - so I didn't think twice about writing that. Sorry - I guess tone doesn't come across well in comments either.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com