Tell me how you felt yesterday.
Yesterday, when I found out, I felt numb. All sensory feeling was suspended and a girdle of anxiety squeezed my chest.
What did you do yesterday?
I didn't move from the sofa.
And Dave, tell me about Dave.
Dave went to see the woman at the end of the Mall.
How did that make you feel?
I cried. Sadness overwhelmed me, not for Dave but for me and for the family. Then I got angry, really angry. Next I even felt guilty; perhaps I could have done something to have prevented this.
How are things today?
I feel calmer. Inward looking and isolated. I know life hasn't ended but it just feels different. There's a chasm and it feels as though it is going to be there for a long time.
