On Helping Others


“How do you help all the women you do and not carry their pain with you?” asked my therapist as we sat in her office a little over two years ago.

“I don’t know. I just do.” I fidgeted slightly as I readjusted in the chair, popping my neck and a few vertebrae as I did so.

“But day in and day out, you are seeing people at their worst and helping them solve their problems. How do you manage to do that without internalizing it?” she rephrased, pushing me to answer.

“How do you do it?” I answered her push with a question.

“Nice try. You’re good at deflecting, aren’t you?”

I smiled and recrossed my legs, staring back at her.

“It’s an art, really. As for how I don’t carry their pain and issues with me, I just don’t. Their issues are not mine. I have fought my battles, I am fighting my battles, and I leave their battles to them. I learned, from fighting my own battles, that I cannot fight anyone else’s battles for them. They have to fight them. All I can do is point them in the right direction and hand them the right tools. That’s my job. That’s where it ends.”

“So you have never had a situation that shook you?”

“Of course. Haven’t you?”

“Yes. The difference is that….”

“You’re a trained professional and I am not?”

“Well, no. Perhaps. It is just that it takes a lot to be able to listen to issues day in and day out and not get worn down by that. Given that you are here and still helping other people, it is my job to make sure you are taking care of yourself.”

“I am. I know when to step away. I have people I can hand things off to if they get too intense and I know that I am not equipped to handle crises. I also have people I debrief with after any situation which involves a crisis – people check on me which is wonderful. I am peer support only, something I make very clear to anyone who reaches out to me.”

We wrapped things up shortly thereafter, this particular session not nearly as rough as the one where she pushed me to consider whether or not I had ever shown my true self to anyone at all including myself. But this session left me deep in thought too, which is what a therapy session is supposed to leave you doing – thinking about your issues in a constructive manner instead of just wallowing & ruminating.

Sometimes I would go hiking after my sessions. Other times, I would go for a long drive, music blasting, the windows down. I wish I could say I remembered what I did after this session but I don’t because frankly, the after sessions blurred together.

The discussion in this session though, is one that we can all learn from. While not everyone is actively helping stranger after stranger through what some consider to be the worst time of their lives (most of us who have been through a Perinatal Mood Disorder kindly call it hell), it is important to remember that when we are helping others to not allow their pain to become our own. It is possible to be compassionate without tucking someone else’s pain into a pocket in your own heart. Difficult, but possible. It is also important to know your own emotional limits. Do not ever sacrifice your own emotional well-being for someone else if you can help it. (Remember the whole your glass must be full in order to give to others rule here.)

My goal, when someone reaches out to me for help, is to empower them to deal with their issues on their own with help that is much closer (and far more professional). This should be your goal as well if you are a fellow advocate or a non-professional. Educate, empower, release. I follow up, of course, and some of the folks end up being pretty good friends, but most of the time, it is a catch and release sort of contact. It’s something I’ve grown to expect.

With each person I help, my own personal hell loses just a little more of its darkness, shoving me further into the light, allowing me to help even more people.

No woman or family should ever have to struggle through a Perinatal Mood Disorder alone. This is why I do what I do and why I will never stop.

Because every single one of us matters to someone out there.

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10 thoughts on “On Helping Others

  1. Thank you for sharing your voice. I had the same experience after my first son and was careful to prevent it with my second son. I just wanted to stop by for some #SITSBlogging love as a fellow tribe member.

  2. Happy SITSTribe building! I have also dealt with post partum depression in the past. Very dark days indeed. Sort of oddly enough, I was a leader of a group for people who had lost babies due to stillbirth, infant loss or SIDS and then when I had a baby who LIVED I had such guilt for still feeling depressed. And depressed I was.

    Bless you for the work you do. It was such a lonely time….

    • So many hugs to you. So many.

      Depression and guilt together are such a tough thing to get through, aren’t they? Awful.

      PPD is very dark and lonely – was for me – which is why I do what I do because I don’t want anyone to be alone as I was. No one should fight this beast alone. Good to meet you! (I’m currently at your blog – love that you focus on writing prompts! It’s awesome!)

      Warmest,
      Lauren

  3. Hi Lauren, I want to thank you for sharing your self here. I think it is so important for women who are struggling, to know that they are not alone. That there are others out there, and that more importantly there is help available.
    I am looking forward to getting to know you better through the SITSblogging tribe.

  4. Hi, Lauren. I’m Jessica, one of your new SITS “tribe.” I’ve written about my own struggles with antepartum and postpartum anxiety/depression issues. I’m so thrilled to get to know you and your blog. It’s such important work that you’re doing!

    • Thanks, Jessica! Look forward to getting to know you as well. Glad to know that you’ve written about your own struggles as well. I’m always in awe of people who do so because it’s not an easy thing to write about. Kudos to you for sharing. I hope you’re doing well these days.

  5. We have a term in the UK advocacy community that we are “experts through/by experience”. It’s so important that we care for ourselves. A wonderfully written post that resonates with me so much. My experience was unique in that it was mine but helping others is definitely making the light brighter. No one should be left in the hell that is post natal illness alone. Bx

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