The journey to putting myself first, has been the hardest for me for a very long while. Always felt not pretty, adequate or important enough for anyone all my life. I have known I had depression from ages ago when I first attempted suicide. My mother found me, and she told me to never make my enemies happy. Had my daughter and oh boy I was not the happy new mom. There was no emotion at all, just a blank space. Didn’t really connect with my daughter after birth. Took me a year to bound with her all signs of Post Natal Depression, which I did not seek treatment…