“Why am I so angry?” Postpartum rage, explained.
A woman I'll call M. came to her third session and told me, very quietly, that she had slammed the nursery door the night before. Hard enough that the baby monitor bounced off the dresser. Her husband had looked at her like he didn't know who she was. She hadn't known who she was either. "I am not an angry person," she told me. "I have never been an angry person. What is happening to me?"