It’s occurred to me, as I try to minimise the impact of this latest re-traumatising event, that no matter how much we heal we might just have to accept that our past may always creep into our present and sit on our chest stealing our breath away like a childhood monster from under the bed. And this may not be news to you but it is for me because I thought that I’d done it, you know, healed that trauma. Ticked it off the list and moved on. So it came as a bit of a shock to find that it still had the power to bring me to my knees.