Reuben Williams

Well, like when I got home, went to sleep, woke up about four hours later.

And when I woke up, I remembered that I had pre-organized coffee with my two friends, Michael and Mark, and I'm driving there in the car.

And on the way there, all I could think about was like what had happened and like, do I tell these people like what I do about this?

And on the way there, the story of a woman being raped popped into my head.

And in her story, she held on to what had happened to her for 15 years until eventually crippled her from the inside out and she committed suicide.

And I kind of said to myself, I do not want to find out what holding onto trauma will do to me.

To be honest, I've actually got no idea where the story came from.

Like I just, in that moment, like I don't know whether it was in the news or like social media or whatever, but like, yeah.

That story appeared.

Yeah.

Yeah.

So it took me like the entire coffee to get it out.

But like by the end of it, I was just like, Hey, Michael, Mark, there's, there's something I got to tell you.

And, um, and then after that, like I got back in the car and I had all these missed calls from the people I tried to call the night before who had heard my voice note.

Not exactly.

You just said something awful had happened.

Exactly right, yeah.

And so yeah, after coffee and then in my car on the phone, I had repeated this story of what had happened literally like six hours earlier, several times straight away.

Yeah, I mean, everyone was just like in disbelief, like, you know, how does this happen to someone like you?

But they were all very comforting and caring.