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Things Other People Do That My PTSD Ass Doesn’t Understand
And that’s okay.
Escape rooms. Lol do you know how badly I would freak out if you put me in a house and said “just for fun pretend someone is out to murder you” like what I spend most of my day trying to tell myself the opposite.
Likewise, that “pretend you’re hunting a serial killer and he’s sending you letters” crap.
Jump scare videos.
Balloons at birthday parties. How can anyone relax with all these potential gunshot noises everywhere?
The idea that a gun would make anyone feel safer in any way.
Getting drunk and having sex (instead of walking alone in the dark crying, which is usually what I do).
Actually enjoying drunk sex.
Going to a movie in the theater without first looking it up online and watching it/asking a million friends who have seen it if there are any jump scares and when.
Doing things without using excuses like “I’m too broke” when I’m really just afraid something will trigger an episode and I will be trapped “having fun” until the group decides to leave.
Going somewhere without first calculating a way to leave alone without anyone’s help so I don’t have to rely on a ride/have to answer…
