Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.  Okay. If there is a grain of truth to this, I'm going to show some compassion. Postpartum depression is a real thing. There's obviously a lot wrong with you if you'd willingly come to a place that OPENLY shows its disdain for fat people ad post something like this. It's like you want to end it, but needed to feel sorry enough for yourself as motivation to do it. As someone who nearly killed herself thanks to a shitty xanax addiction, I can tell you that whatever you're feeling right now WILL go away. And honestly, your shit diet is probably contributing to your depression. I've been in those dark places (I haven't been fat, but I've been depressed) and it's hard to feel any bit of hope.  So buck up, buttercup. Come up with a plan. If you're seriously losing weight, keep losing weight. Don't expect instant gratification. That's something that fat people struggle with. Know that you have to WORK HARD. Work hard for your kid. Expect fun results in six months, expect great results in 12 (really, you can do this way faster. . . )  Then, instead of being a disappointment to your kid, maybe you'll be a great, fit mom who takes her kid to do great, fit things. A little family unit that has fun eating right and playing at the park and living long, healthy lives. If you're a troll, then fuck off for abusing my empathy.