I asked the counsellor for some water and nervously sat there…waiting for my mother to arrive.
It took some time for mother to arrive. The counsellor left the room to ensure she set some boundaries before letting her come inside the room. Once mother
had arrived she walked nervously into the room and sat opposite me and Dylan in the chair that was available in the counselling room. I could tell that she had been crying and it wasn’t often that I would see her upset, and understandably what I was about to
disclose to her was going to really rock our relationship forever.
The counsellor began by laying out some ground rules for us all; just in case mother understandably got hysterical. This was going to