me.
but, there was something in me that was drawn to this woman and her words. i may have even trusted her then, although i would never have allowed myself believe so.
eventually, i was sectioned and admitted to hospital again albeit not on that day.
i don’t really remember much in that time, but i do remember h.
she continued to come and see me in the inpatient ward. she did not have to do that. but, she chose to and i will never ever forget that she did that for me.
our relationship did not end there. after two years as an inpatient in a secure ward, it was my time to leave. 