I took my driving test on September 20th last year. I was in the midst of some serious relationship trauma at the time (later that week, I would leave my then-partner). In fact, so-much-so (and *trigger warning here*…bleak stuff ahead) that I emailed my therapist that morning to say I didn’t think I’d make it to our next couples therapy session because …
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