TW: mention of suicide
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At first it wasn't my plan to actually go to a doctor but in the end I didn't want to be unnessecarily stupid.
She had asked quite a lot of questions, most of them I wasn't able to answer.
'How did this happen? Why didn't you come earlier?'
But at least someone was finally taking actual care of the wound. No more accidental bleeding onto the floor.
Now I'm back in my beloved apartment, turning on my laptop to check the mails.
The last few days I haven't been doing much for my new business. And since I was in Heaven, my dear friend and now business partner James Peterson had to take care of everything. He used to work for the fashion label FaFemme, you might remember him from the business meeting that Judy crashed.
Shortly after he offered me to join as the head of marketing and I took his offer, forever grateful.
