Why is maternal mental health so important to me? I have been in that hell of shame. I could not tell anyone how I was feeling. The stigma and fear of getting my children taken away paralyzed me into not reaching out for help.
Warrior Mom sisterhood is unlike no other. It is the validation of “me too” and a hug that says so much without saying a word. I spent a whirlwind weekend over two years ago with some amazing members of my tribe. It took me some time to completely my process my experience. My head churned with all the possibilities. My roommate was the lovely Anne-Marie. We have chatted a ton online, mostly via Twitter and Facebook groups, but we didn’t have each other’s phone numbers. It was a match made in heaven for ladies who love to chat about music, writing, books, children and life.
I got to meet some of my dearest friends from the Internet – Lauren, Andrea, and Lindsay. I immediately started crying when I saw Lauren. She needed to remind me to breathe. Lauren has been an amazing friend and one of those truly integral people in my healing journey. To actually meet her in person after texting, messaging and talking on the phone for years was so surreal.
I met Lindsay next, and it was like she’s always been a part of my circle. She cracked me up. I love getting the chance to share glances and jokes that only the two of you really get. I loved the chance to let loose and toss back some cocktails.
Andrea is just a dear. I share a special connection with Andrea. At my most emotional during the conference, I sat down on the floor with her and just sobbed. Her hug was magical. I felt so much love and so much support.
I want to remind my fellow mamas that the sisterhood always remains. It does not need a formal place or space to reside. Through shared experience, you become sisters. This requires us to listen to each other’s stories and honor the different perspectives. As a cis white woman, I found a therapist who looks like me whose office is 15 minutes away. I am so privileged that I was able to access that type of care so quickly. Representation was never a concern for me, and neither was cultural competence. Our sisterhood needs to continue to focus on making support accessible for all mamas, honoring unique cultural needs and experiences. Our stories are different, and our experiences are different. We can honor those emotions that fellow mamas feel with a “Me too”.