CPTSD/Disorders of extreme stress not otherwise specified

Thanks for reminding me who I am. You’re right. He didn’t know who I was.

And neither did I.

Till now. The police are just sitting there with their tea and their popcorn waiting for my traumatic memories to come back. They’re loving you for triggering it all back in the first place btw. Especially the Scottish police force. They’re all sitting there on the edge of the seats saying “is she going to do it?”