The doubts have started again.
Accompanied with nightmares. Vivid nightmary memories that come up in the least unexpected times.

I'm getting scared that I might not be a good mother. That I could hurt any child that can be mine.

I have doubts about my own abilities to do the right thing and make my child happy. I have doubts about how I could handle any difficult situation. I have doubts about my sanity.

I don't quite understand this stage but what I know is that I'm restraining myself with doubts and that I can't continue thinking this way.