chapter twenty-three
WILL
I have a girlfriend. I still can’t believe it.
Me.
Will Young.
I have a significant other. She’s beautiful. Smart. Kind. Brave. So self-less. And she’s all mine.
I love her. She likes me. It may seem unbalanced to some but I am more than happy.
I cruise down the highway on Monday morning to Nigel’s house. There’s a bounce in my step, a song in my heart and a tune on my
lips.
I’ve been corresponding with Nigel on the road through long distance telephone calls and Skype.
Dealing with my flashbacks had gotten a little too strenuous and though I loathed the thought that I couldn’t handle things on my own,
I eventually gave in and called my therapist.
He coached me over the phone and encouraged me to take my time and move slowly. He’s a huge part of the rea
