Jan 1, 2007
Before I could move in with Laura, she had to officially adopt me. In the meantime, I stayed at an UN center. There, I went to school, and met my therapist, Dr. Shu. Dr. Shu was from China, and he was a psychologist. He met with a group of us every other day. Most of us had been boy soldiers, or had lived in a war zone. For our first meeting, we shared our names and our stories. This was easier for me, because I had done this at the rehab center. Many of the boys had a hard time telling their stories, but they did. For most, it was a great relief. At the end of this session, Dr. Shu suggested we find a media to share our stories and feelings with. “Only be releasing the horrible things inside of you can you finally be healed,” he told us. Some of the boys turned to art, and some to music. After encouragement from Dr. Shu, I turned to writing. I began to tell my story in a notebook.