Antetokounmpo s wife revealed she suffered severe postpartum depression: she once believed she was terminally ill and was deeply trapped in the dark vortex

Today, Maria, the wife of Bucks star Antetokounmpo, posted a long article on social media, revealing that she had suffered severe postpartum depression after giving birth to four children.

The details are as follows:

Use a smile to hide your constant fear, hold back the inexplicable tears when you laugh happily, but you still feel completely lonely by being surrounded by love - this is my postpartum experience.

It takes courage to show weakness now, but if my story can help someone, it is worth sharing. I tell experiences that don’t seek to gain sympathy or praise – but hope to help people who may be suffering from mental health through my platform, and while my story revolves around postpartum depression, I hope you can resonate with it.

I had four children, and others thought I was at ease - in fact, I didn't. Being a mother (or the mother of Sibao) was unable to be really prepared. Although childbirth was the most severe pain I had ever experienced, the struggle for mental health was equally difficult. I survived postpartum depression when I gave birth to my first child, but this time the situation caught me off guard.

Anxiety began before I gave birth. Although I had no symptoms, my brain inexplicably believed that I was suffering from a terminal illness and could not watch my child grow up. Panic disorder intensified. My dependence on self-diagnosis on the Internet made me fall into the darkest vortex. I had a strong group of relatives and friends around me, but my fear and shame on this side made me dare not ask for help.

I was lucky enough to have a smooth delivery, my baby was healthy, and the first few weeks of adapting to the newborn and three "big" children were full of fun – but also as chaotic as I imagined. Our fourth child is the sweetest little angel I have ever seen, perfectly blending into our crazy little world, her constant smile and giggles bring me pure joy.

But I don’t know whether it was the end of the honeymoon period for the newborn or the huge (and rapid) changes within the family, my mental health took a sharp turn - my gloomy thoughts began to spread quietly again.

I blocked everything and things, and the text messages can no longer be read back, the phone number...not to mention, I closed myself up, hid the real situation, and gained a little comfort from it. Like all mothers, I tried my best to support my children and husbands. Looking back on the past, it was the support of my family that allowed me to truly overcome difficulties. At that time, I was not the real me - although I was present and took care of my family, my mind had already been withdrawn.

This feeling of being in the body and being absent in the mind is both terrible and lonely.

I cherish my circle of relatives and friends, but I don’t want to be a burden to them. Every time I open my heart, I feel that I am very selfish - I always feel that I am adding more money to those who are already carrying the burden. So, for several months, I endured my pain and swallowed my tears. Although I was still struggling, I now believe that the end of darkness will finally see the dawn.

Sharing experiences is a step in my healing path, and it is the first time I admit that I have been in a silent struggle—and being honest has freed me. I am no longer the same as I used to be, and I am transforming into what I should have been.

What did this period of time make me realize?

I learned to show vulnerability in front of those who love me, and understand that there is no need to be afraid of being a "burden" - whatever they are experiencing. Pain is pain - any burden that weighs on your heart is worthy of attention.

I realize that I cannot take on everything alone, and it is understandable to ask for help.

I realize the need to care for mental health—it's no less than (or even more) physical health.

I finally understand: I must give priority to myself (no guilt) in order to become a better wife, mother, daughter, sister and friend.

If my story resonates with you, please remember: you are not alone, there are always people standing by your side - some may not have known each other yet.

Let us join hands to warm each other, you will never know what others are suffering from.

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