Reuben Williams

And so the march started.

We're walking for about 10 minutes whilst I'm grappling with myself until eventually I was like, no, Ruben, the audience is telling you to go up to this person and say something, go and do it.

So I start walking.

I'm almost like out of control of my body.

Again, my heart's pumping.

I've got no idea what I'm going to say to this guy, but I'm walking towards the defense lawyer.

And I, I tap him on the shoulder and he, and he turns around and he looks at me and I says, excuse me, do you recognize me?

And he goes, yeah.

Like it was obvious, which is fair enough because I did spend like several hours across two cross examinations, like death staring anybody who like dare not to believe me.

And, um, and I didn't really know what I was going to say to him when I got there, but what I, the words that came out of my mouth were, um,

How's Tim?

And he said, I don't know, man.

We'll just do the case and then we move on.

And I said, well, I hope he's doing better.

And he looked at me and he smiled and he stretched out his hand and said, all the best for the future, my friend.

And we shook hands and walked away.

But what I kind of felt from that exchange was I believed you.

I just had a job to do.

which was a reminder that like, you know, the legal system can put reasonable people onto unreasonable sides.

But I also kind of like recognized that my thoughts towards my perpetrator had changed drastically.