Telling the Truth Feels Dangerous
The Trauma Bond
I dreamt that my ex-husband was killed in a police shootout because he didn’t want to go back to jail. I saw him. He was restless, anxious, jiggling his leg, just like he did when I last saw him nineteen years ago. In the dream, I call my children, they come right away, we hold hands.
I tell them, “Your father was in a police shootout, I’m sorry, he didn’t make it.”
They were younger, smaller, their eyes fixed on me.
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