Overcoming an Obstacle As I begin to think about my life, I start to reminisce on the most darkest times I went through. This point in time is when I gave birth to my baby boy, which I begin to suffer from postpartum depression. At that moment I knew I needed to seek help, whether it was physically or spiritually. Even though I never thought I would make it out, it has been almost three years since I overcame this obstacle. When I gave birth to my baby boy. I was very excited. As the days went on I felt so alone, like I had no one in my corner. It felt as if I was in a dark room, and I could not find the door to get out. I went as far as getting prescribed Prozac to help, which just played with my emotions and I stopped taking it