My CPN (Community Psychiatric Nurse) appointment left me in tears today. I was talking about 10 year old Martha, a little girl I promised to protect and love. Problem is she wasn’t real! I “met” Martha when I was in hospital in October. My mind created a “lost spirit” but she felt alive and was real to me. She still feels real. How do you grieve the loss of someone who was never really there? Someone who wasn’t real? How do you explain to others that loss? I know she wasn’t real but my memory of her and
feelings that she evokes are as real as any other memory.

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