We've spoken since, there was a week when he wasn't him. The time it was like he wasn't him.
He has zero memory of it, I told him to go through his bin, I told him there'd be a tissue balled up like it had been in someones hand. He found it and broke down, he's terrified that he's done it let alone to me.
I've been to the clinic, I've had tests and all sorts, and a therapy referral, I start trauma therapy 11th July.
I'm just broken now.
We live 50 miles from each other so its not like I'll bump into him
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