I am very picky as to what I re-blog. This post struck a chord in me! I’m sure I’m not the only one who can relate to this. Check it out.
There are triggers, even today, more than 20 years later that create an uncontrollable reaction.
When triggered I become some strange Quinton Tarantino character acting in one of his famous satirical non-linear story lines. I just want to beat my head against the wall until all I feel is the wall’s unmovable strength and all I hear is silence.
Emotional wires get crossed, my blood pumps harder, my breath quickens, and I want to run away from everything. It can be hearing the wrong person’s voice at the wrong time, passing someone who looks like someone else, old heartaches resurfacing in the most mundane of things… a picture, a song, a phrase.
Or maybe it’s a person who makes me feel safe and then they do something (it can be intentional or unintentional) and I don’t feel safe anymore.
It always comes down to one thing… a sense of betrayal.
View original post 147 more words
58 Day Dreams 