After reporting…what happens next?

By Warrior1

I walked out of the police station feeling 6ft high. I couldn’t believe I had finally done it.

My advocate and I went for celebratory tea and cake. And when I was ready, I went home. That journey home I must have stopped 3 times so I could pull over and text the SOIT officer with details I had remembered. The high was soon replaced with a low. I felt terror. Pure terror. I now know this is an emotional flashback (who knew?). She advised me to keep a diary, to write down how I am feeling, and anything else I remembered.

Once I had reported it, it was like taking the lid off the box and it all came tumbling out.  The old feelings, flashbacks, I felt like I was falling apart.  Like a wound that had scabbed over and i’d ripped the scab off.  Someone at Rassac said to me,”a wound can’t fully heal until you get all the puss out”.  It’s a horrible analogy, but true.  Sometimes you have to fall apart to put yourself back together.

I just wanted them to get on with it, to find him.  I wanted them to start interviewing people, family, friends.  Much of this wouldn’t happen until they found him.  The wait was unbearable.  It was all I thought of every second of every hour of every day. The police began to interview my Mum, and my sisters.

I had always remembered things that he did, that included my sister.  When I broached this with her she would say “what happened to me, isn’t as bad as what happened to you” and I would reply, “it isn’t a competition, it shouldn’t have happened to both of us”.  I think this is how she dealt with it.  I was a victim.  She couldn’t comprehend that she was one too. 

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