Chapter Twenty Three
The group sessions came to an end much too quickly—which was a surprising thought considering how much I didn’t want to go in the first place. Now that they’d finished, I felt even more lost than before. I’d found a weird comfort within it, and now that was gone. Ever since I’d allowed myself to truly open up with Devon, it had become a real source of relief for me, so it was odd to know that I’d no longer have that. I wanted to go home, I really did, but I was afraid. Once I was back there, I had to face up to real life, and I wasn’t quite ready for the responsibility that held. Mum wasn’t exactly encouraging me to leave either—it was almost as if she wanted to keep an eye on me, to check that I was behaving in the way that she felt was appropriate. Our relationship was tense now, and i
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