I trusted him to tell me... I trusted him to warn me... he didn't... he didn't say a word...
His brother in law told me there's a chance Delilah would be at church... chance... likely... not definite... not conclusive... possible... always possible... therefore difficult to prepare... possible means possibly not... which is always anyway...
I knew it would be bad if that possible happened...
But i trusted him to tell me... he didn't tell me... he didn't tell me...
I saw her and my breathing turned to rasps, I started panicking, shaking, my voice disappeared, I couldn't sing, I did well to last as long as I did... nobody noticed when in the middle of a song I walked out...
I woke up on the concrete outside @Jynx
There were people around me...
I didn't know them...
They wanted to call an ambulance...
I said no... church... inside... get someone...
I saw the brother in law (BiL) and his wife, the BiL is usually hit and miss with me... he actually helped this time...
I saw them and burst into tears...
I can't get my voice out of my head "don't make me go back" over and over again... very panicked... the BiL stayed with me... even with counting bricks...
I didn't expect such a violent reaction from me... I was out for 20ish minutes... it was terrifying...
