I climb because postpartum depression, anxiety and PTSD changed my life.
I climb because for a long time I thought they had ruined my life.
I climb because my disease and my advocacy are linked, they are each a part of me. I am stronger, and more fragile, and so I climb.
I climb because I am a Black woman with a maternal mental illness and the world needs to see me reach the top.
I climb because less than 15% of all sufferers get help.
I climb because women of color are half as likely to be treated for a maternal mental illness, yet we suffer at higher rates.
I climb because I survived.
I climb for all the moms who didn’t.
I climb for all the moms who haven’t yet.
I climb for all the pregnant women who will suffer.
I climb because my daughter may one day become a mother.
I climb for every woman who believes that she is alone.
I climb for the 81 year old woman I met last month, the 52 year old woman I met last week, and the 26 year old woman I spoke with online this morning who all had/have intrusive thoughts and were each terrified.
I climb because I thought I was alone.
I climb because I was never alone.
I climb because none of us have ever been alone.
I climb because I believe that each of us can reach another, we can save a life, we can help a mama make it into the light.
Will you join Postpartum Progress and over 2,500 people in 46 states and 5 countries as we join together to raise awareness, funds and support for families dealing with maternal mental illnesses?
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