Don't even bother reading on...

...unless you are a Dooce fan.  If you are, please check out her post today about her interview with Kathy Lee and someone-else-or-other-interviewer.  This is the other person on the couch whose name I could not catch because no one who is in the same room with Kathy Lee can get a word in over her...uh, talking, shall we call it?

Anyway, I loved the post from Dooce, and just as she said, I felt the interview was a little awkward, but I have come to terms with it as comedic.  There is one part in the interview where Heather (Dooce) says that although you are putting yourself and your family out there in the blogging world, it is important for moms to talk about how difficult it is and to stop feeling alone with that thinking.  Every time I watch that segment (going on five times now), I sob.  For like a whole minute.  Luckily, Kathy Lee starts talking again and I have to stop sobbing.  To go vomit.

A couple of months ago I went to a therapist to help me figure out why I was feeling so sad all of the time in my completely lucky and charmed life.  Just as I suspected, every one of those 50 minutes made my skin crawl because the therapist was bugging me with a whole bunch of questions about me.  What a quack.  Anyway, she said she suspected I had unaddressed postpartum issues.  Even though I never went back to see her or any other therapist, I kind of knew she hit it right on the head.  In fact, she was probably thanking her stars that I never called back after she discovered that I was just another postpartum, isolated freak.  Nothing exciting to call her other therapist friends about...like strange sex dreams or addictions or murderous thoughts.  Ha!  I win!  If the session was 51 minutes instead of 50, she would have learned that she totally hit the jackpot with me.

As an update, yeah, there are probably some postpartum issues that I can work with...by myself.  No.  I take that back.  By myself, with Dooce, with Snickollet, with MamaWilson, and every other blogger that puts herself out there to make the rest of us feel a little bit normal.

Kathy Lee, I see why this scares you, healing means you have to heal and will probably not want to talk about yourself so much.  Yeah, that and the fact that my therapy is WAY CHEAPER than yours.