Milly is 19 years old and is care experienced; she has been looked after by the local government for the past 15 years. She came into care as a vulnerable child at the tender age of 4 after having experienced domestic violence in the family home. She remains in regular contact with her family but has been placed with several foster carers during her time in care. Her last placement where she felt most settled resulted in a placement breakdown after disputes with the foster carer’s birth children. This placement breakdown led to Milly residing in semi-independence in preparation to moving into her own flat. Milly is now living in her own flat and is studying at university; she has always been academic and has found this to be an escape from her chaotic upbringing.
On the morning of Milly’s final exam at university she woke up to a text from her mum saying that she had been rushed to A&E after taking an overdose.
Milly burst into tears. Whilst knowing that she had seen these familiar words many times before, Milly considered whether she should miss her exam and rush to the hospital. As Milly weighed up her decision she scrolled through her phone in the hope that she would find someone that could console her and give some advice. She didn’t have many friends – they had all gotten bored or fed up of the constant upheaval and drama that seemed to surround her.
Milly knew the importance of her exam; she was training to be a Doctor and it had been a dream of hers ever since her Nan’s death a few years ago. Her Nan was the closest person to her and the only person she felt ever really loved her unconditionally. And, damn it, whether it killed her she was going to find a cure for cancer!
Thirty minutes into her exam Milly lost all concentration; she was bottled up with guilt and sadness as she pictured her beloved mother alone in hospital or with just her rotten boyfriend for company, attached to a machine with a drip in her arm. After her exam finished Milly tried calling her mum; her phone was going to voicemail so she began calling round all the local hospitals, there seemed to be no sign of her mum, was this just another cry for attention!?
‘Milly felt lost, fed up and alone. Who to call, who to talk to?’
Milly felt lost, fed up and alone. Who to call, who to talk to? She scrolled aimlessly through her phone once more and decided to call an old primary school friend Anne that she had recently bumped into. As she hears the dial tone she begins coaching herself saying ‘just play it cool you don’t want to seem too needy’. Anne finally answers and after having some small talk exclaims to Milly that she’s ‘ extremely busy and spending some time with family, maybe they could catch up another time?` This was the last straw;