[Clara takes a deep, calm breath, pushing her coffee aside.]
My mum died when I was eighteen, and I thought it was the worst thing that would ever happen. I didn't see her, though, not even at the funeral. It didn't feel like death, or trauma. It was just sad.
[She's going somewhere with this, honest.]
I was twenty-four when I saw my first dead body, and I didn't stop seeing him for ages. I never saw my mum, but he popped up everywhere, all broken and horrible. I didn't even know his name. So it isn't strange, you seeing her. You're not being haunted. You just went through a tremendous stress, and your brain is still dealing with it.
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My mum died when I was eighteen, and I thought it was the worst thing that would ever happen. I didn't see her, though, not even at the funeral. It didn't feel like death, or trauma. It was just sad.
[She's going somewhere with this, honest.]
I was twenty-four when I saw my first dead body, and I didn't stop seeing him for ages. I never saw my mum, but he popped up everywhere, all broken and horrible. I didn't even know his name. So it isn't strange, you seeing her. You're not being haunted. You just went through a tremendous stress, and your brain is still dealing with it.