Have you ever gone to the cinema and in the middle of the film you see an actor and you know you've seen them before but you just can't remember their name or what else you've seen them in?
Ever since I've returned to London, that's been my life, and I haven't been to the cinema in years. It's frustrating.
Because of this, I spent most of my days in my flat, issued to me by the army until I found a more permanent residence. It was a sad thing, but it was certainly more comfortable than the bunks and tents I'd been staying in during my tour. When I went out, it was for a few bags of food or to go see my therapist, Ella. She was an insufferable woman. I didn't feel like I needed a therapist. She wouldn't tell me what happened or why everything was so frustrating. She just sat there scribbling on her pad, things like "still has trust issues" or "doesn't seem to make friends easily." I certainly didn't need her to tell me negatives about myself. Always negative things in that book, never p