A moment that changed me: I was given a new identity to protect me from my abusive ex

My sons and I now have new names and a new home in a new town, thanks to the UK Protected Persons Service. But I miss my old friends and the job I loved Somewhere along the motorway, as we were being driven away from our old life and towards a new one, the police officers stopped using our old names. They had asked one of my sons something mundane - about which fast food restaurant he wanted to stop at - but called him by his new, unfamiliar name. I burst into tears. We were people who no longer...