PTSD Triggers – This time at the grocery check-out

Triggers are so unexpected, although years of therapy have calmed waters and allowed me to cope with PTSD, in an instant a flashback sends me into panic mode.  In this situation, I had unloaded my groceries prepared for the cashier checkout, when I noticed the guy behind me unloading his.  It was his black, greasy fingernails that triggered me.

The explanation for my trigger stems from childhood sexual abuse by a neighbour.  He was forever underneath the hood of his car, working endlessly on I don’t know what, but all I can recall is he had dirty hands, and filthy black, greasy fingernails.  Therefore, to this day, if my eyes catch a glimpse of this sight anywhere, in a split second I am six years old again being raped.

Bad memories of the traumatic event can come back at any time.  You may feel the same fear and horror you did when the event took place.  You may feel like you’re going through the event again.  This is called a flashback. Sometimes there is a trigger: a sound or sight that causes you to relive the event.

4 thoughts on “PTSD Triggers – This time at the grocery check-out

  1. karenparrysurvivor says:

    My trigger I found hard was my privacy. Had it for years being checked up on that when I found out closed groups I was in on Facebook were being shown to my friends I went a little crazy. I know it sounds a little thing but it really tripped me up.

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    • cherished79 says:

      Uugh, that is horrible, I would feel sick over that; losing privacy. Triggers are amazing, in an instant you are 6 years old again reliving all of the pain. Hope everything is better now, but really, if your friends found out, and you have nothing to be ashamed of, so be it. That’s their problem now how they respond to you. Stay strong. Thanks for commenting. 🙂

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