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There will be some drawings of the bright side of my early motherhood but for now, I had to get this out first as I had a creative itch.

This is a representation of my feelings in the first two weeks after giving birth.
I was a wounded beast who didn’t think like a human, only focused on how to survive with a child.
I was trapped in a cave that I had built with my baby.
I didn’t allow anyone to enter. I desperately needed help, but didn’t even know what help I needed.
I was so terrified of losing my child, of losing myself.
I couldn’t help feeling so depressed if anyone took my baby from me, even just to another room.
It was a very dark, confusing moment of my life. I won’t be able to forget it.