He was at the stage I was when I came on holiday last year
When his relationship break up was raw and ragged and pain filled.
He talked and talked and talked
and then he cried for a bit
And I found myself holding the hand of an almost stranger in a bar on the beach
" Do you know what the worst emotion is in all this?" he asked finally
" It's shame" I told him and he nodded a cried a bit more
After a while I changed the subject a little and told him the story of my recent mastectomy patient who got her bra rubbed around the wrong way causing her prothesis to perch on her back like Quasimodo's hump.
It lightened the mood .
We have arranged to meet up again for coffee
Despite his emotional mess , he is bright and interesting .
I think we both made a new friend yesterday.