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A local woman missing- Mary Kubica

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He says reluctantly, “They found Meredith’s pills.” I know what he

means by this. I know what the implication is. They’re blaming the

victim.

I get angry for Josh and Meredith. “Did they have a warrant to

search your house?”

He shakes his head, says remorsefully, “They didn’t need one,

Kate. I gave them permission to search. I didn’t think we had

anything to hide. We don’t have anything to hide.”

I get it. For Josh, the invasion of privacy was worth it if it meant the

police finding something that might tip them off about Meredith and

Delilah’s whereabouts. He just didn’t expect them to draw certain

conclusions when they found Meredith’s pills in the medicine cabinet.

Meredith struggled with postpartum depression after Leo was born.

She wasn’t ashamed of it. She didn’t try and keep it a secret. In fact,

she was unapologetic and unreserved, appreciating how her own

experience made her better at what she does. Meredith saw a

therapist for a while, and was put on antidepressants. The

antidepressants helped; she was in no rush to get off them, because

if they were working, then why would she be?

“So what?” I ask, wondering what Meredith’s antidepressants have

to do with anything.

“They asked a lot of questions. About her mental health. About

whether she’s ever tried to hurt herself or one of the kids.”

“My God,” Bea says, her hand going to her heart. The media has

sensationalized postpartum depression, made it out to seem like all

women who suffer are the kind to kill their children. It’s not true.

Postpartum psychosis is something else. It’s different and rare, and

even of those affected, only a small percentage do something

violent. I know because Meredith told me. She talked once about

writing a blog about the experiences of women, and this was one of

the things she considered writing about. Postpartum psychosis both

fascinated and saddened her.

“What did you tell them?” I ask.

“I told them no, of course not. Meredith is the most sound person I

know. Ask anyone, I said,” Josh tells us, and it’s true. Meredith has

always been the glass-half-full type. She teaches yoga, she

meditates. She rarely has a bad thing to say about anyone else.

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