Does anyone else feel that things always go wrong for them?
A bit of background. I had my daughter nearly 7 years ago and was so excited about her arrival. Spent the whole pregnancy wishing she would hurry up and arrive. Then when she did arrive I had a very traumatic time and felt nothing but loathing towards her. I just wanted her to stop crying and shut up and leave me alone. Seeing that in black and white makes me feel awful, so so very guilty.
I guess it was a very bad case of post natal depression. Unfortunately my health visitor didn’t bother with the 6 week check, just figured everything was going ok and I was fine.
I couldn’t voice my fears incase my family thought I was a bad mother, I mean what mother doesn’t love her baby???
Feeling like this went on for months and because I really wasn’t interested my husband stepped in and did most of the work with her. Don’t get me wrong I didn’t hurt her, she was fed and clean and whatever else was needed but I didn’t enjoy any of it. This lead to them having the closest bond imaginable. I was very much an outsider in their relationship.
Eventually I sought help and was prescribed Citalopram. The fog lifted eventually and I started to try to bond with her. By this time she would be 1 so I had lost a lot of time. We did build a good relationship and I love her to bits now but I will never be as close to her as her father is.
Every time something goes wrong I blame myself. Its what I deserve and its because of how I was when my wee one was born.
Now my husband I have split up and she lives with her Dad. To be honest it is the best thing for her, he is still in the family home so she can go to the same school etc etc when I had to move back in to my parents 2 bed flat

I miss her every day and hate being apart from her and just missing her cuddles. I blame myself completely, for both the marriage break up and her being with him. If I had been a better Mum to begin with then she would want to be with me. If I wasn’t depressed during those years then my husband wouldn’t have wanted to end the marriage….
I was very very difficult to live with I know that. Eventually the citalopram stopped working so I was put on Prozac, my miracle vitamin P :) On that my life got a whole lot better. I actually felt better. I would make the rookie mistake of taking myself off meds for a while and ending up back at the bottom of that hill.
So here I am now, in a new relationship (which is going great so far) but because of my history I find myself apologising all the time, for being grumpy, for being clumsy, for getting drunk etc. I am convinced he will get sick of me and ditch me just like my ex did. I know this isn’t healthy but when things are going well I fully expect something to come along and slap me across the face and turn my world upside down again
How do I stop this negative thinking?