When I was seven, I had to have an operation. Nothing serious, but it did require anesthesia. I had already been pre-medicated and was feeling all right. But when I looked into the room where the doctors and nurses were preparing for the operation… It was as if I had to pass through an impenetrable gate all by myself. It wasn’t just that I missed my mom. I don’t think I missed my dad, even though he was the nice one.
It was as if I was completely alone in the universe. As if my whole body was filled with loneliness and tears.