...there was an article about Dunblane: 10 Years On in a magazine in the waiting room (I keep telling myself I shouldn't read things like that, but I never listen! ), which wasn't exactly a great start, but I did manage to tell the doctor that it's still bothering me, and she said she'd refer me to a psychologist, so that's good. And I managed to tell mum about my thoughts on Dunblane as well...now I've just got to tell dad about it, and that I'm going to be seeing a therapist, which isn't going to be much fun as I don't think he approves of therapy. But I'll give it a shot!