My cousin was killed in a road traffic accident at the beginning of last year. Today was the first day of the trial and I went along to support my aunt and my mum. I was there as 'the strong one' as my mum put it to the family liaison officer, it's true that I don't cry much in public but some of the evidence that was given today was so graphic and made it all seem so much more real and it did get to me at times.
I think for the past 22 months I have been able to push it all out of my mind and almost not accept that he's not here anymore but hearing his full name as the victim in the case today and the exact details of what happened according to those who witnessed the accident made it difficult not to get upset. I did hold myself together and was able to comfort my aunt and remind her that the defence barrister is just doing his job but I now I feel totally drained and I can't face going back there again tomorrow when his injuries will be described in even more detail. I just don't think I'm cut out for the job. I've spoken to my mum about missing tomorrow and my stepdad is going to try and make it there instead but I feel I'm letting them all down.
I'll go back on Wednesday. I wasn't sure what to expect but it was so much harder than I ever imagined. Am I being awful? Please tell me truthfully, I keep thinking I should just go.