What I Really Want To Know When I Fight With My Husband

“Are these tears of gratitude?” my counsellor asked as my eyes began to well up. I bit my lower lip and rivers of pain spilled down my face.

“No.” I answered. “I have no words for it yet, but obviously it’s something deep.” I was surprised by the sudden release of emotion. She had asked me a question about Tim and our marriage.

Four months ago, I was diagnosed with Post Partum Depression. Connecting with my counsellor had been key to my recovery process. With her guidance, I had worked hard...