I was looking for that bit in 'Broken' where Skunk and her dad are at the Church when she is in a coma, and she wants him to say goodbye.
She reminds me so much of me aged 12, only I was very depressed and much more ragged and slow by then.
I had already had the spirit beaten out of me by age 12. I think if I had had a family who loved me, it may have been different, but there is no one to grieve me, I could have died 8 years ago and not been either missed or grieved, I have had no place on this earth for a long time.

This trailer kind of ruins the moment, but it is a nice reminder of that devastating film:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gxGotTr8Ibk

I can't really come to terms with the damage to me by the police, NHS and other authorities, it can never be put right.

Last night I dreamed very vividly that I was back at the farm, the farm people and housekeeper were there.