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Date: 18 July 2007 09:31:24
I feel that I've let the side down.
Roughly thirty-two years ago, Christmas time, I was at home, in the middle of my second year at university (away from home). I was talking to our next door neighbour, who happened to have been my piano teacher, and started to cry. Her husband was a doctor, and they knew another doctor, a GP who specialised in psychiatry. I saw this other doctor, who referred me to a consultant psychiatrist. The consultant recommended that I be admitted to hospital. Eighteen months later, I was starting again, back in first year, at another university.
I suppose that in the scheme of things it made sense to go for help. A week is considerably less than eighteen months. But either way, I've lost my place. I'm not complaining; it's fair enough. I just don't know how to start trusting myself again, let alone expect other people to trust me.