When He Plotted My Postpartum Depression
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On the fifteenth day after I gave birth, I received a text from an unknown number. It was a photo. My husband Martinez and a woman lying in my bed, covered with my wedding quilt. Below the photo was a line of text: "Your husband says you're loose and ugly after giving birth. He doesn't even want to touch you." I showed the photo to Martinez. He glanced at it and frowned. "You went through my phone?" I froze. He cheated, and he blamed me for checking his phone. The nanny stood at the door holding the baby, wanting to say something but holding back. My mother-in-law Antony leaned…