My First One
It was him, my Supervisor said. It was who, I said. She paused. She said his name and told me that my former client had died. Silence. Then tears rolling down my cheeks. _______ I knew it was coming. I’ve been working in rehab for almost a year. Death would appear in my professional life at some point. I just didn’t know when. I didn’t … Continue reading My First One
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