Years ago I had just come out of outpatient and had been on and off a ton of drugs when I found out I was pregnant. When I told my psychiatrist he told me the baby would be all messed up and I should get an abortion right away. You know, not only would the baby be damaged from drugs, but I was also in no situation to take care of it. Not the best thing to say to someone in the throws of depression. I started considering killing myself rather than aborting.

I ended up firing him and just let my ob/gyn treat my depression. She was so great. 8 years later my daughter is fine. She may actually be the only normal one around here