really answer. I had lost track of when the abuse had started, and when it was worse. I was confused trying to tell her facts. I personally couldn’t see a pattern like she did.
It was all a big daze and blur to me.
I didn’t want a lecture I guess like mum had given me. Thankfully the nurse didn’t do any of that, she just kept it civil and asked me what she needed to know.
She left the room for a little while then came back to give me some leaflets and some advice. I sat there numb, I guess. It was the best word I could use to describe how I felt in that moment in time.
It took me some time to get home. I took the longer
walk home and contemplated what I was going to