Lancing Boils

I have been very absent. But I have been here. Sort of. I have been busy. And tired. But I have still visited my tree.

On Thursday I had an important meeting. It was harrowing. But I think it was good. It is difficult to say as it was very tied up with the events that caused my post traumatic stress symptoms. I did not manage to get through it without tears. Or shaking. I believe my nose may have even dripped. However, I got to ask the people ultimately in charge, why the things that happened to us in the summer, happened. Of course they had no answers. But they did say sorry. They have also promised to give us a written apology and to re-write the offensive documents so that anything kept on file will represent a fair and balanced account. We will wait and see. They have promised things before.

It felt a lot like lancing a boil. It was painful. And messy. And involved bodily fluids. But maybe it is the start of the healing?