By Melisma Cox
April 4, 2016

I was nine months pregnant and I couldn’t stop crying. Pregnancy is an emotional time for any woman, but I carried additional concerns. I had been managing depression for 13 years and had been taking medications throughout my pregnancy. I knew the risk I was taking. But all of a sudden, I couldn’t shake the guilty feeling that I had no right to have a child, in part because I had depression. How selfish could I be? I could not stop crying at what I had done, even though I was on the verge of giving birth.