So, I'm not sure what was the first clue that I am dealing with some sort of postpartum depression: Was it the sense that I am doing NOTHING right? Or the overwhelming urge to pull the covers up over my head and sleep for 8 years? Or possibly the fact that I stared into the medicine cabinet last week and wondered if I actually had the courage to take all 40 percosets? Anyway, I am taking the steps to deal with this and get better, but it is still very very hard for someone who has never dealt with depression to understand how it feels. Until I am clear enough in the head to try and explain it, I think that this blog entry from Dooce.com sums it up perfectly for me.