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After Childbirth, My Husband Became a Stranger Each Night. When I Followed Him, I Finally Understood Why
That realization shattered me.
The next morning, while Lily slept, I called the center and asked how I could be involved.

They welcomed me.
Healing as a Team
I attended a support group for partners affected by traumatic birth experiences. For the first time, I heard my own fears reflected back at me by strangers. The confusion. The loneliness. The unspoken grief over how different things felt from what we had imagined.
I learned that trauma doesn’t always look dramatic. Sometimes it looks like silence. Distance. Avoidance.

That evening, when Ryan came home, I told him I knew.
I told him I followed him.