I've been diagnosed with PPD. Before baby I've been battling bipolar disorder, anxiety, depression, and bipolar depression. Some days are ok. Some days are great. And some days I spend the entire day in the living room staring into space. Only functioning when my baby needs me to and then becoming painfully catatonic when she doesn't. I adore being a mom. But its also killing me. I'm on meds, tried therapy. There's got to be something else, ANYTHING ELSE, I can do to not feel like a random piece...