Betty had no clue how to have a close relationship. What she knew was intensity...from all the years of anxiety and depression. But the fulcrom was balancing itself. Finally. She began having epiphanies, one after another. And then it occurred to her.
It was the veterinarian. Betty was a gentle soul - unable to hurt anyone. An empath. She always felt things deeper than most.
"It makes a whole lot of sense to me now, Doctor. I don't know how to give a shot plus I wouldn't do it anyway."
The psychologist continued to probe.
"Tell me how it feels when you know a relationship, when you want out."
That is easy. Instant terror. I want to run. But you know, I think most people do, too. I mean, no one has healthy relationships. Am I really much different? The deal is I am seeing it all. My part in the lousy marriage, my inability to work within, my inability to leave earlier. You marry when you are, you partner where you are."
The report continued.
This is a bright, insightful woman, a victim of lousy parenting, two good parents who haven't a clue how to reach children. It is evident she was loved and I think she always knew that. I don't see a criminal here. I see a hero. But a woman very hard on herself. She wouldn't hurt anyone. What she really needs is lots of love. Under those circumstances, she will flourish.
Two weeks later the court called a meeting.
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