Finding my husband after he passed away in his sleep. He was 56 and had a bad heart, but this was still unexpected and awful. It’s been six years and I still struggle with intrusive flashbacks of the scene, though not as frequently as in the beginning.
Getting raped by the friend of my (much older) boyfriend when I was 15 years old. I can pretty much point most of the shit that happened in my life later down the line back to that in some way or another.
Not finishing school with my friends, eating disorder, bad health because of eating disorder and alcohol abuse, abusive relationships, mental health issues, anger, loneliness, …
It’s a perpetual circle of problems making more problems when you somehow were unlucky to be the victim of a violent crime.
That’s so shity. I’m so sorry you had to ensure that. I dont know what else to say but fuck that guy! I admire your courage in sharing and hope things are going better. I guess I just want you to know that your being listened to.
A panic attack I had about 5 years ago. I was walking to my car and just froze once I was about 30 ft away. I couldn’t move, I was just freaking out. Had to call my dad to come get me and physically help me walk to the car then drive me home.
Never been so terrified in my life, and I wasn’t in any danger. I was left genuinely traumatised by that 20 or so minutes that I was waiting for my dad.
I’ve always got panic attacks but that particular one was so bad that I’ve struggled to recover from it. I’m still suffering from some agoraphobia as a result.
A bird walked in the path of my bicycle at the last minute 😭
I killed a bird once after it flew into a window. When I found it, it was already fucked up, so it was a mercy killing.
I tried to break its neck as the quickest way. Boy does that not work at all with birds.
Ended up stomping its head. The body then rolled in a weird, active way. Like the wings did some kind of motion that led to the body somersaulting rapidly away. It went maybe ten feet then stopped.
It was a pretty fucked up experience to have while stoned.
Person self immolated in front of on campus and I felt the heat of the fireball. Then he rolled around on the ground screaming while someone tried spraying him with water, which has the same effect as with grease fire in the kitchen.
Everyone is being very serious.
When I got my first smartphone, circa 2009, I left it on the toilet paper holder in the employee bathroom at my work. I didn’t realize I had lost it until I went to clock out and my boss handed it to me and laughed at me for taking a shit on the clock.
The worst part is, I didn’t even use the toilet; I went in there to adjust my pants and redo my belt, and I took my phone and my wallet out of my pockets and set them down on the nearest surface.
I’ll never forget my boss’s face when he called me out. He was a nice guy, but it was super embarrassing.
The NLRB protects your right to shit on company time. Don’t ever let anyone tell you otherwise. Unless it’s Jeff Bezos, then you’re fucked.
Video of Daniel Pearl
When I was a kid, I always had this weird recurring hallucination where I would be transported in front of a wooden door. In this weird state, I am still somewhat aware of my surroundings since I know where I am in reality and I still can hear the muffled voices of the people around me but time would dilate as if I was in slow motion and my vision would gradually zoom towards the door knob . So slow in fact, that I would usually snap out of it before reaching it, but sometimes I would and the door would open itself, revealing some kind of library full of bookshelves. In it’s center, lies floating above the brown floor, a giant spinning hourglass. Afterwards, I always felt a strange dizziness that made the world around me rotate.
Joyriding as a teenager.
Nothing I care to share.
Then don’t answer, it’s quite simple.
