CHAPTER 23
I’ve been privileged enough up until now that I never thought much about mental health. Somewhere in the back of my head is the impression that before she was killed by a drunk driver, my mother suffered from postpartum depression. It must have been after Alayna was born, although I also have some sort of recollection of a miscarriage. These memories take on more of a feel of family legend since after Mom died, my dad stopped talking about her. Aside from these latent memories of an almost forgotten childhood, I’ve spent the majority of my life basically ignoring issues of mental health.
I suppose a psychologist could look at me and diagnose me now as a classic case of depression. It’s not like I’ve got Google here so I can do an online search or anything, but I’m guessing I h
