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Country entertainer Naomi Judd arrives at the 35 th annual Academy of Country Music Awards May 3, 2000 at the Universal Amphitheater in Universal City.( Reuters)
Naomi Judd always presents a happy face to the world, but in a new memoir the country legend opens up about a secret struggle with crippling depression.
Judd is the author of several previous volumes, including a 1993 autobiography titled “Love Can Build a Bridge, ” which was made into a popular television movie.
Her latest book is “River of Hour: My Descent Into Depression and How I Emerged With Hope, ” in which she writes about suffering flashbacks that derived from sexual abuse she suffered as a child, years of psychiatric hospital treatments and pharmaceutical medication poisoning. The memoir paints a darker picture of Judds life than she has previously shared with her fans.
Judd reveals that shortly after the 2010 Judds reunion tour concluded the following year, she fell into a debilitate depression that caused her to believe she should end their own lives. She says she spent the next two-and-a-half years undergoing therapy in psychiatric hospitals, dealing not only with severe depression but also panic attacks, PTSD, toxic narcotic poisoning and addiction.
It’s six weeks after your due date and you reach the front of the long coffee queue at work.
“Oh my goodness! You’re back! What did you have? “
What I had was a baby girl stillborn at 38 weeks.
In the last few weeks I had given birth to a newborn I knew was already dead( in a hospital, surrounded by the screams of newborn newborns) and organised and attended her funeral.
But people don’t talk about stillbirth, so the girl who has built your coffee for the past five years doesn’t know.
What do you do at the front of that line, when a thoroughly good human being has asked you a question to which there is no answer that will not construct her feel like the worst person on globe?
I felt physically sick. I could feel my eyes burning.
“I can’t talk about this just now. I’ll talk to you afterwards, ” I said, and walked away from a whole queue of people left wondering what on globe had happened to me.
Three years on, I still don’t truly talking here stillbirth very much. It’s painful not just for me, but everyone around me.
Another scenario: you are at a newborn shower for a friend who is about to have her first newborn.
All the other women tell their childbirth tales, good and bad.
I say nothing. No pregnant female wants to contemplate what happened to my daughter happening to their child.
What happened to me happening to them.
So the stillnes continues. I edit my life story so as not to frighten others.
Deep down though, I know this stillnes about stillbirth – all these silences about stillbirth – are part of the reason that every day in the UK, 15 newborns are stillborn and 15 families DO go through what I’ve been through.
Firstly there’s the kindness of others – and especially others with a silent heartache.
There are countless men and women out there who carry with them a burden of early pregnancy loss or the death of a child that people don’t know about – or the inability to have a child in the first place.
Their quiet whispering of ‘I know a little bit of what you are going through’ was gentle and human and warm.
But the process of losing my daughter has also dedicated me something like a superpower.
There’s something very liberating about knowing that you have survived this horrible event.
I don’t worry about losing my job – I’ve lost my child.
I never worry about the day ahead, because I recollect waking up on the working day when I had to drag my heavily pregnant body into hospital and give birth in extreme emotional and therefore physical ache.
To hold my dead baby, while in the room next door a family was celebrating their live one.
So throw any kind of every day stress at me and it bounces off.
Deep down of course there is pain.
Grace had Down’s Syndrome.
We knew that from around 14 weeks and faced a lot of pressure to discontinue but that is not really how my heart must be drawn up.
So I actually knew more about how their own lives would have been than most expectant parents and I’d given up almost every bit of work I had in preparation to care for her.
These were not easy choices, and I won’t pretend they were, but I’d adjusted to them in my head and my heart and I was ready to be someone different.
Someone, frankly, better.
The loss of Grace took that different life from me.
There I was, back at work, in the coffee queue – no longer having to worry about how my special requires child would be treated by the world, whether we’d be gazed at on holiday.
And do you know what?
I’m now the woman who stares at the children with Down’s Syndrome in the soft play or at the beach, but plainly for very different reasons.
I was at a spa last month and a girl with Down’s Syndrome I didn’t know at all came running across and hugged me.
Her mother was so apologetic as I only stood there with big smile on my face and tears in my eyes.
“She’s fine, ” I said. “In fact she’s just what I required! “
That mum will never know what happened to me, or why that hug entailed so much.
And again, that’s the stillnes of stillbirth.
You carry with you being ‘different’, behaving ‘differently’ – but many of the people you work with or become friends with through your other children, will never know why.
When they tell you to be careful when you’re out in a city you’ve never been to, when they tell you to drive safely, when they ask if you’ve arrived to wherever you’re going because you forgot to let them that know you did, they’re worrying about you. Their fret and fear says, I love you, without actually saying it because they don’t know what they’d do if anything bad ever happened to you, they don’t know what they’d do without you.
2. They touch you.
Not in a creepy way. Not in a sex route. They wrap their limbs around your waist when you’re at the kitchen sink, they kiss your cheek each morning when you’re still in bed and they have to leave for run, they grab your hand while they’re driving and look at you and smile. Their touch says, I love you, without actually saying it.
3. They taunted you.
Not in such a way that confounds you or makes you feel bad about yourself, they tease you in a playful route. They taunt you about the silly, crazy, quirky things that have everything to do with the person you are. When you put coffee grinds in the coffee maker and forget to turn it on, when you lock yourself out of your apartment and have to call them to the rescue one too many times, when you violate the wine cork and “re going to have to” jostle the broken half inside the bottle, they tease you because these haphazard things are just one of many reasons set out above they love you so much.
4. They make or buy you your favorite food just because they know you love it.
When your significant other stops at CVS on their way home from run because they need new deodorant, and they come home with a giant suitcase of Reese’s peanut butter cups, it’s because they’re thinking about how much they love you while they’re doing meaningless things like shopping for deodorant.
5. They go to your loud( often riling) family parties and smile through the entire thing.
Even when they’re dying to leave, and have spent the last hour talking to your elderly great uncle who suffers from chronic coffee breath, they remain pleasant and approachable, and it’s because they love you, and are more than willing to sacrifice one of many Saturday nights for you and any event your obliged to go to.
6. They do little favors for you to try and make your life easier.
They construct coffee for you before you go to work, They put your wet, already-washed clothes in the dryer in case you fall asleep and forget, They clean up the kitchen after your late-night experimentation with homemade egg-rolls leaves a greasy mess. They know life is hard, and they don’t want your life to be any harder than it has to be. The style they construct life easier, is how they say, I love you.
7. They say and do the things they know will build you laugh.
They know how to instantaneously construct you smile, even if you’re frustrated, even if you’re mad AF, even if you’re PMS crying, they say or do that one little thing, and you try to smile. You think it’s completely unfair that they can bring light into any unpleasant situation, but you love them so incredibly much for it.
8. They make sure you loved.
When they don’t say it, they make sure you feel it. You feel loved by them every single day, and you don’t ever have to question it. They don’t you question it. You don’t doubt their love because you always feel it’s there. When you’re with your forever person love becomes more important than obsessively declaring it. Your forever person doesn’t “re going to have to”, I love you, for you to know that they do.