On 13th March 2013, a 44-year-old New York woman named Cynthia Wachenheim took her own life and attempted to take the life of her 10-month-old son.
Fortunately, baby Keston survived.
Before Wachenheim ended her life, she wrote a long letter to her family. In the letter, she said she was scared that her son was autistic and blamed herself for two falls Keston had recently taken.
She thought those falls may have led to seizures and she thought that would affect her son for the rest of his life. “I love you. I’m making you suffer,” she wrote in the 13-page letter.
Wachenheim’s friends and family were shocked by the lawyer’s death. They described her as a “highly educated, socially conscious woman who had been active in a women’s group in her synagogue” who was on leave from her $120,000-a-year job as an attorney.
So what was it that made Cynthia change so suddenly? What would make the first-time mother want to take her own life and that of her son?
Investigators now believe Cynthia was suffering from a mental health condition called postpartum psychosis (also known as puerperal psychosis). Postpartum psychosis is an incredibly rare illness that occurs in one in every 1000 women who give birth. Usually those who suffer lose touch with reality and start believing things that are not true.
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When I was in hospital with my 4th baby, I was woken by the sounds of a struggle outside my door. It was the lady next door who had developed post partum psychosis very quickly after her baby was born. The baby was in special care for whatever reason and she was convinced that every baby she saw on the ward was hers. The psychiatric team in the mental health unit had taken so long to be convinced that it was urgent that by the time a registrar came up to the ward to see her, security had been called because she was trying to get into my room. Unbelievably the psych team had to be called a number of times after that before they would admit her to their ward for treatment. Even though I was worried about my own baby, I felt very sorry for this lady.
I think I had a mild form of it after having my first child. I imagined harming my child, throwing him from a height. Immediately after, I would wonder what the hell I was doing? I was riddled with guilt over it, and could not understand why I would even go there. Those thoughts intruded into my life for so many months. I never shared them. I think now I understand a little.