Hello, all

It's been ages since I've been on PC. I have some reading round to do to catch up with people and where they are.

Had such an extraordinary experience last week, I thought PC folks would appreciate the significance of it, so thought I'd post today.

I bumped into my old therapist on the tube last week. That just isn't meant to happen in London, where, including all the tourists and people without visas, the population is approximately 14 million.

I'd understand it if I had been walking to my dermatologist who works about a ten minute walk from where the ex therapist's office is (not as weird as it sounds, they both work on the street that is the epicentre of private healthcare in London). But not a random tube station.

We almost walked right into each other getting out and it was really...odd. I turned my head away. Physically I was shaking, my heart was thumping, and it was bizarre in the extreme seeing her, but I wasn't swept away by sadness or grief. Her expression was flat and hard. I thought, ah yes - that's you right there, the faint sour distaste written all over your face. Why on earth did I stay so long trying to win your approval? The 'good' bits that made me love you were never in a million years worth all your crazy, manipulative abuse. How could I ever have thought they were?

So completely unexpected, but now I know that I won't be too put out at having to face her if my complaint ends up going to a tribunal, which is good It won't be nice by any means, but it will be alright.