The Sun Will Yet Shine

By Leeba Atlas | JULY 22, 2020 How could I wait while the world moved on and I was a ghost of myself — not a mother, not a daughter, not a wife? You know me. That woman in the grocery. The one with the freshly washed wig, crossbody, and trendy sunglasses. Super capable, a great multitasker. I was all of those things. Until I wasn’t. This is my story. It’s a story that could’ve happened to anyone. It’s a story too often silenced and hidden behind shuttered windows because what will people think? And no one must ever know. But I want people to know, and I no longer worry about what people think. Because it’s a story I so badly needed to hear when I was lost in the darkness, when I believed there was no way I would ever again feel like myself. I pray it reaches even just one woman who feels as hopeless as I did. I pray she discovers, sooner than I did, that there’s no shame in asking for help, that mental illness can be as excruciating — but also as treatable — as a physical illness, and that with Hashem’s help, she’ll one day be okay again. […]

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The Darkness Behind My Smile

By: Arielle Zellis Paley I am laying against the wall with my fingers in my ears.  My eyes are closed shut.  I feel the pressure of my husband’s hand on my back.  Holding my breath for a few moments too long, my teeth are clenched.  I never knew I had so many tears.  I never knew I could be in a world of people but feel like I am stuck in a box, alone, in the dark.  He quickly leaves the room for a moment and suddenly I hear my four-month-old, Nafshi, crying in his pack-and-play.  Circular thoughts are screaming in my mind again and again.  I am sorry.  I am really sorry. I don’t know why I am like this. Why can’t I be a good mom? Why can’t I be a good wife? I am sorry. Time goes by and my husband, Netanel, is able to systematically calm my breathing.  I am so mad at myself, feeling disgusted with my inability to cope.  It’s getting dark and we are supposed to be at a Purim Seudah.  But I can’t move.  I had been this way for a while.  I had waited for months to see a psychiatrist due […]

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Yom Tov is Coming and All I Feel is Dread….

Summer is still very much in the air. The temperature is warm, we are still on a crazy schedule crazy schedule of no sleep, and we take a look at the calendar and do a double take. Really?!? Elul is almost over?!? Can Rosh Hashana be that close to NOW? We have just come out of half a year of Covid. We are depleted and drained from having our lives turn upside down. We are just starting to get back into a normal routine of work and school. And then, before we blink, Yom Tov is here. Anxiety and stress build up in our minds and hearts. These feelings, these reactions turn to fear and sometimes even dread. Not only are we panicking, but we then begin to torture ourselves for feeling this way. “How can a good Jewish women feel dread for Yom Tov?!? We are supposed to be spiritual, growing Yidden, we are supposed to be preparing Yom Tov with excitement, we are supposed to be working on teshuva and shleimus and devekus. We are supposed to be …. etc. And so the old negative messages start playing over and over again in our brain and we get […]

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Interview with Mrs. Toby Tabak

Program Supervisor at Yad Rachel Having a baby generations ago was quite different from how new mothers give birth today. I’m not referring to the delivery itself, I’m referring specifically to the attention given to the new mother. Women would have the baby in her home, surrounded by the love and experience of other women in her family, guided by a trusted midwife. It was an event that was recognized as a time to focus on the new mother just as much for the new baby. It was seen as a precarious time, where the new mother was vulnerable. Specific traditional practices were observed to ensure recovery and prevent future illness.Grandparents, mothers in law, aunts, and parents who lived either in the same house or at least down the road or nearby in the same town would care for the new mother with vigilance and respect. She was treated as a fragile, delicate heroine and tucked into a warm bed for weeks.  Isolated from others to protect her and baby from the “evil eye”, her extended family would watch the other children, while feeding her nutritious warm meals so she can regain her strength slowly. There was a deep understanding of […]

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Trauma, New Parenthood and the Pandemic

“In these challenging times,” “we’re all in this together,” “stay at home.” If no one has given you permission to scream from hearing these phrases, allow me to do that. Being exasperated does not diminish the value of these statements that are 1) acknowledging what is happening, 2) normalizing the experience and 3) making a plan to be well – that is all perfectly sound messaging. However, it is also perfectly human to be frustrated, angry, exhausted, triggered, sad, and overwhelmed by this world health crisis. If you are also pregnant or postpartum, it’s okay to express disappointment that you feel robbed of your planned birth experience, or that you are scared to navigate having a new baby with fewer supports in place due to social distancing, or that it’s terrifying to walk into a hospital where you know so many people are ill and dying. If you are also one of many people in this world that has experienced trauma or Adverse Childhood Experiences, you may be feeling particularly vulnerable and overcome by this trifecta of events. While many of our healthcare systems have been working to become trauma-informed, this is not yet a universal approach. Trauma-informed care seeks […]

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Dear Parents…

I don’t expect you to wake up in the morning-Doing anything more than closing your eyes and yawning- I don’t except you to scrabble eggs-Or shine anyone’s shoes or make all the beds-I don’t expect you to teach science or math-Or give child number three a one-hour bath-I don’t expect you to have patience all day-I actually don’t expect anything today (or any day).I don’t except you to cook a 5-course meal-I don’t expect you to be able to deal-I don’t expect you to set any limits-I don’t expect you to start something and finish-I don’t expect you to have supper by six-I don’t expect you to only serve a healthy mix-I don’t expect you to have the kids in bed before eight- I don’t expect you to feel you have the tools to navigate- I don’t except you to serve meals on time-I don’t expect you not to hear your children whine-I don’t expect you to get any work done-Not housework or job work or either one-I don’t expect you to feel extra love and affection-Even when you’re trying so hard to make the connection- There’s nothing we expect in this trying time-So just do your best and take […]

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Covid-19 Advice

To Our Dear Yad Rachel Clients: Hope you and your families are doing well. We know that during these unpredictable times you must be feeling uncertainty and anxious. We want you all to know that YOU ARE NOT ALONE. Here at Yad Rachel, we understand what you are struggling with and trying so bravely to overcome. We can imagine with all the news and school closings and thoughts of quarantine you will be feeling more symptomatic than usual. Times like these can trigger anxiety. We are hoping that these thoughts we are sharing with you will bring some relief. 1. THESE FEELINGS ARE NORMAL. We all feel the same to some degree. This is a world wide crisis that is effecting everyone. This doesn’t mean you have a lack of Emunah. This doesn’t mean you aren’t flexible. This doesn’t mean you are a bad mom or wife for not wanting your kids home now. Whatever you are feeling is NORMAL. 2. Tell yourself  if the Governor is insisting that schools close and activities limited, you are participating in a Chessed. These restrictions are to limit the population’s exposure to the virus. You are potentially saving lives. That sort of positive mindset […]

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This Chanukah, don’t forget:

Amidst all the chaos and fun, Amidst all the parties and purchases and presents, Amidst all the weekends off with the kids, Amidst the frying, the friends, and the family, Make sure to take time off for yourself! Self care isn’t selfish! It’s necessary! It’s easy to get depleted and worn down. Print up this picture and hang on your bathroom mirror as a daily reminder! We cannot love and care for others, Unless we care for ourselves first!

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10 Easy Ways to Boost Mood

No matter our age, occupation, or lifestyle, we ALL experience stressors in our day-to-day lives. Finding useful activities or coping skills, can help boost your mood, mental health, and give your mind a much-needed break in the form of relaxation and fun. Here are 10 ideas for you to try as you improve your own mental health: 1. Journaling Whether you enjoy journaling in the form of long narratives or bullet-style journaling to help you define necessary tasks, journaling is a great way to organize your thoughts and clear your mind. 2. Coloring Adult coloring has been popular for years, and with good reason! It’s a great way to flex your creative muscle and distract yourself from ruminative thoughts. Find free coloring pages online or buy a coloring book or magazine at a local shop. 3. Cooking Oftentimes, we overlook mindful cooking and eating as we go about our busy lives. Taking the time to lovingly prepare a nutritious meal for yourself is a great way to reap nutritional rewards and enjoy the process of creating a masterpiece in the kitchen. 4. Tidying It’s common to overlook keeping our space neat when we are feeling stressed, depressed or anxious. Try […]

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Coming to Grips with My Mental Illness

After my first child was born I developed severe postpartum depression and sank into a dark abyss. I used to think that people with mental illness are incapable, dysfunctional, dumb, and just downright weird. Until I had the distinct honor and pleasure of joining the exclusive club. After my first child was born I developed severe postpartum depression. Life as I knew it ceased to exist. I had sunken into a deep and dark abyss. Through my journey to recovery and self-discovery I was forced to ask myself probing and painful questions. Who am I? What am I? Does my mental illness define me? Am I a worthy being? What makes a person worthy anyways? These questions kept on spinning round and round in my head and I was free-falling. I realized I was faced with the hardest choice in my life: I could take the humiliating leap and go for help or continue to let things spiral out of control on the suicidal path that I was heading towards. Deep down I knew that I wanted to go for help, but how would I be able to look myself in the mirror again? I need help? Do you hear that? I, Rivka Kaufman the […]

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