A Damp Squib From The Past

Last week my ex-husband emerged, like the Loch Ness
Monster, from the murky depths he calls home, to bring a little horror and
revulsion into our lives.  Not for him the thought of thinking fondly of his daughter at Easter – or indeed at any other time of year.  But then, I guess nobody ever suggested that the Loch Ness monster was all heart…

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1. “Thank God he’s gone.”

Harriet*’s face had been etched into a mask of anxiety and
pain by the years spent putting herself last while she tried to make bad
relationships work. She came up to me
on the last day of the course I’d been running on Domestic Violence Recovery to
tell me how far she had come along her journey.

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