He Spent a Year Paying a Doctor to Write Down a Fragile, Unstable Version of Me That Didn’t Exist — So When He Finally Set Me Aside, the Whole World Would Believe I’d Simply Come Apart on My Own

And the thing I can give her, the thing Dr.

Pratt gave me, is not rescue.

It is a mirror that does not lie.

It is a doctor who will write down what is actually true, a lawyer who will name what is actually being done, and a woman across a table who has stood exactly where she stands and can say, with the authority of having survived it: you are not unwell.

You are being managed.