After my diagnosis, the transformation was gradual, horrifying, and painfully slow. I needed to come to terms with my reality, even in its darkness.
I desperately wanted to attribute my suffering solely to hormones, to detach from the corrupted version of myself that emerged post-birth, but my therapist insisted otherwise.
The intrusive thoughts I experienced were shocking. I recognized them as part of my illness, but understanding didn’t lessen their impact on my daily life.
My reflection on witches is not mere fantasy; it resonates with countless women grappling with their identities, haunted by societal perceptions and personal realities post-motherhood.
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