Sorry, I find it really difficult to read long posts but this part stuck out for me:
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Why is this happening to me yet again? Why do I have this stupid reaction over and over again to such trivial things. It was just a woman in a car park who bumped her car door against mine. There was no damage though she might at least have said sorry. Instead she just walked off. And thanks to my instantaneous, stupidly over sensitive fight or flight response, I’m left standing there shaking wildly. At least I somehow make it home before exploding into tears.
It was a long time ago and well before I got diagnosed. I was living with someone and they opened up a tin of chocolate sponge pudding upside down. I just couldn't handle it. I had a complete meltdown and ended up cutting my wrists and taking an overdose. I actually ended up in hospital.
I didn't do it because they opened the tin upside down. I did it because it was the only way I could stop myself from thinking.
It seems really silly to me now when I look back at that incident but at the time I was completely out of control.
That kind of thing hasn't happened since thankfully because I have learned that it doesn't really matter which way you open a tin/can.
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