The psychologist that treated us was very professional and friendly; above all she told us that what was happening to our son was not our fault. Not mine, not my husband’s, not anyone’s. It wasn’t the time for looking for someone to blame.

Now, in a very short time, everything has changed. My son is much better.

I remember the first day that I went to the psychologist. I was in the playground playing with my friends and my parents came to get me. I told  him that I often wet the bed.

Since going to the psychologist, I’ve only wet the bed once and that was because I saw a horror film and couldn’t sleep after. I love sleeping over at friends’ houses, when I can stay up at night talking and laughing.