Jayne
The last few days have been a bit weird. After getting the news that Max was dead, I wasn’t sure how I should act or feel. Ryder had suggested that I speak to my therapist which I had not really thought about. I have not been to see her for a good few months now.
So that is where I am going right now. To see my therapist. I managed to get a cancelation which I was kind of hoping I would have a few days to go over what I want to say, but then going to these sessions anything can happen and when put on the spot anything can be said.
Let’s just say I am slightly nervous for this meeting. So much has happened since I last saw her so let’s see what she thinks.
“Jayne come on in” my therapist Victoria says to me as she holds her door open. I go in and sit in the sofa opposite her bi
