I Was Depressed After Baby. A Misdiagnosis Made It Exponentially Worse.

It was 3:27 in the afternoon and I still hadn’t showered. My newborn daughter was wailing in her crib after a nap and the sound made my heart pound, but not in a happy way. My chest was tight, I felt shaky; I was having an anxiety attack. I laid down on my kitchen floor, closed my eyes, and tried to breathe. I hadn’t had any…