Any trivial PTSD moments from childhood that you can't help but laugh at?

[BonnieMcFarlaneMe2]

The DMAN was molested by his mother's friend, over the toilet. She wiped his ass for him when he was way too old to have someone do that without being a paraplegic. And The DMAN doesn't have any scat fetish. She barged in after the dump was complete to "help out." Don't remember any ball rubbing or anything, she just wanted to wipe the D-ASS.

Do you think she wanted D’s nuts?

 

[TheNanaDook]

One time my friend’s older brother ate shrooms and threw on anime porn (like the really weird stuff) while we were just sitting there. And we were like 7, and it was some fucked up shit. But we were all boys so we had to pretend it was fine “yeah cool whatever” but it still stands out to me.

Same year saw a nig kid drown while we were playing “who can hold their breath the longest”. He won.

A bunch of instances of my parents getting into physical altercations around the same age until they divorced. Some really crazy stuff because my mom was a psycho

 

[Dani's Thick Legsters]

My childhood friend had a period of whipping his dick out

It later turned out he was gay

 

[ミスタースパーコル]

One time my friend’s older brother ate shrooms and threw on anime porn (like the really weird stuff) while we were just sitting there. And we were like 7, and it was some fucked up shit. But we were all boys so we had to pretend it was fine “yeah cool whatever” but it still stands out to me.

Nothing wrong with busting out your copy of Boku no Pico in a room full of little boys.

 

[medium wyzzz]

One time my friend’s older brother ate shrooms and threw on anime porn (like the really weird stuff) while we were just sitting there. And we were like 7, and it was some fucked up shit. But we were all boys so we had to pretend it was fine “yeah cool whatever” but it still stands out to me.

How fucked up?

 

[medium wyzzz]

More self cringe than ptsd maybe

I was in a music class with a teacher who fucking hated me. For our final we had to write a short piece for a string quartet. I titled mine “Prayer for (Maria)” after a family member who was diagnosed with cancer that year.

When I got the graded copy back, this motherfucker wrote “Thank You” by the title. I was so confused I started asking around, turns out he had a daughter that died the year before with the same fucking name so this guy thought I was sucking up to get a better grade.

About once a year I wake up in the middle of the night with a crippling feeling like I should look this dude up and e-mail him to clear it up, even though I know it’s retarded.

Did he treat you better after that?

 

[cachorro]

Did he treat you better after that?

It was a final, I think school was out that week. He never mentioned it nor really acknowledged me positively or negatively in the few days in between

 

[guest]

The DMAN was molested by his mother's friend, over the toilet. She wiped his ass for him when he was way too old to have someone do that without being a paraplegic. And The DMAN doesn't have any scat fetish. She barged in after the dump was complete to "help out." Don't remember any ball rubbing or anything, she just wanted to wipe the D-ASS.

Was she a black lady by any chance?

 

[TheNanaDook]

How fucked up?

There was at least one full on rape scene. Also i vaguely remember a fish swimming into a pussy or something like that. It was just…fucking weird. I refuse to watch regular anime because of it.

 

[Toast]

It's not a PTSD thing at all but I used to think that if someone did anything against the law or just out of the ordinary that they were likely a murderous psychopath who would kill a child and I was terrified of them.

One time I went to use the public bathroom at a trailer park and there were two guys in there smoking a joint. They were laughing and in happy spirits and said hi to me. I turned around and ran as if they were like "WE'RE GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU, FAGGOT!"

Another time I saw my first tranny. Old guy with big fake tits, again I ran because I assumed he wanted to kill me. All types of retards wanted to kill me. People who yelled at their dogs wanted to kill me. Most men with long hair wanted to kill me. People with tattoos wanted to kill me. My friends at school would talk about seeing their parents' bongs and shit and I'd think like "It must be insane having to live in the same house as a psycho, never knowing when your own mother is going to kill you in a drugged out rage."

Halloween must have been hell for you.

 

[medium wyzzz]

I refuse to watch regular anime because of it.

Based. Also, that story was hilarious.
I know it was probably traumatic, but it seemed very Mullenesque