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I was attending a meeting of volunteers in the diocesan building with about 20 people...
It was like a dream where I could not feel anything...
In May 2017, following a life of childhood physical and mental abuse that and continued throughout my adult life, I embarked on a spiritual journey in an attempt to make positive change and overcome a lifetime of depression and anxiety...
The room was very cold...
I was young and during the end of the school day...
I looked down and saw my own body on the operating table...
I was 4 years old...
I was 8 or 9 years old at the time...
I had an operation many years ago...
I was a single mother, escaping the shame and confrontation of my parents in my home country...
I was in the top right hand side of an ambulance and looking down at my body...
I was a mother with a young daugher and miserable in an abusive relationship...
