In the seconds it took me to absorb her words, my world came tumbling down.
Listening to her engraved pictures on my mind which I still have trouble banishing today.
I came to understand that without grief there can be no final acceptance.
The police also took statements and arranged a medical examination.
When Tamsin revealed the abuse, some friends found it hard to accept.
Her body was there, but the rational person that was Tamsin disappeared.
When they took the knife away, she continued to scratch with her nails.
It started out fine, that Tuesday in December 1996.