Seemingly trivial things that have traumatized you

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UncannyDanny,

I agree. I hate when every second word people use is a curse word. It seems they have no other vocabulary.

I hate it when people wear T-shirts with tacky slogans on them. It seems as though every store sells them.

Unexpected visits from family and friends. I tell them over and over email me if you cant reach me via txt or cell and let me know they want to contact me. Because i closed my fb account down about 2 years ago many people feel they cant communicate with me anymore which is just plain stupid. The smarter we get the dumber the world gets.

coordinating tasks which i have trouble in performing like i wish to perform them.

example:

i want to go out only once in the evening to get my dinner and then relax at home. if i get chinese food that is crunchy when fresh (like sweet and sour pork), then it is imperative for me to drive as fast as i can to get home and eat it before it goes soggy.

on the other hand, i also want some chocolate milk for later, and when i get milk, i must get it home and into the fridge post haste. the chocolate milk is sold at a service station on the way home from getting the chinese.

so here is the dilemma:

if i get the chocolate milk first, then if i have to wait for the chinese when i get there, i will freak out that the milk is going warm in the car.
if i get the chinese first and there is a queue at the service station, then the meal goes soggy.

what do i do?????

i find it traumatic to have to make 2 trips out.

A couple of things changed my course radically, although they didn't feel traumatic at the time. Probably the first was the news that the A-bomb had made it necessary for my generation to be the first to overcome war. That spoiled my elders' ability to sway me with tradition and authority, since their ways were obsolete. Another was the time around age three when I was having trouble with a drawing, and asked my mother for advice. She should have said "I'm too busy cooking to figure it out just now - Let's look after dinner." Instead, she said "That's nice" and I never asked for her advice again.

I am afraid of electric plugs and trains. I cannot be anywhere near a train because I don't like the noise it makes, I have even had nightmares about trains.

Going to high school between grades 8 and 12 as a whole traumatized me. I was constantly teased and bullied by regular kids who thought they were better than me. The general social aspect of high school did it for me. There were times that I ended up having meltdowns and the learning resource teacher would think that she made me cry and get really nasty. She never made me cry. I was crying because I wanted to get out of the whole mental mess called high school. I wanted to drop out and get away from all of the social games and stupidity. I made an effort to socialize with my peers in my regular classes for the sake of that teacher, in grades 11 and 12. It wasn't easy. Some of the kids in my regular class didn't like me and I knew it. It didn't help that my sister wanted to be like the majority of the kids that went to our school as far as music and fashion was concerned. I wish that I could have been able to look past that and be able to feel free around her, the way I did at the age of 12 and she was 9. Our relationship would have continued if that would have been the case. I was so traumatized that I couldn't be in the same room as my own little sister. It was horrible.

Some of the responses I got to threads I started on WrongPlanet have traumatized me.

i was harassed by a blowfly today when i was walking on a bush trail.
i waved it off many times but it always came back, so i decided to ring the police and tell them of my dilemma, and i gave them the description of the blowfly, and suggested they get an all points bulletin to search for and catch it.

but i was told that i was wasting police time and they hung up.
so police can not even catch a fly? well i was horrified and fell to the ground....and this is not serious and i am sick of thinking up the rest of the story.

this is totally true and now i think of it, it is kind of humerus, but it is true.

i have health anxiety (serious), and i was quite relaxed leaning on my chest height speaker and looking out the window and beholding the beautiful day.

there was a dapple of sunlight shining into the room.

i must have noticed a speck of dust in the corner of my eye that was being lit up by the sun, but when i turned to look at it, it was gone.

so then i started to worry.

was i having a stroke?

i read once about a man who was reading his newspaper in his chair, and suddenly, his head "exploded in a wash of stars"

he regained consciousness and reported that sensation and then went into a coma and died.

man!! ! how scary.

so i closed my eyes and searched behind my eyelids for any unprecipitaed source of light, and i became calm after i saw none.

bad stuff.

Eating.

I am having mad textural issues today, looks like food isn't happening for me.
Shame, because I am hungry and I have work later, so this is my only chance.
I tried to make myself eat despite the texture stuff; traumatic is exactly the word.

a homophobic landlord called me "she" (even though I was presenting as male), in front of my precious lil "parents". they burst out laughing. that was 2003. then Caitlyn jenner did not come out as trans til over 10 years later. and she got treated like a hero. annoyed, jealous, angry, bitter, et cetera.

other idiots had the nerve to tell me I was "lying" by telling someone I was male instead of female. except that redneck used the words "guy" and "girl". ok, women have to be called "girls" and men do not have to be called "boys"? those morons used the words "guy" and "girl" like they were scientific terms. seriously. sometimes, I wonder if I just hate sexism so much, that I would rather just be trans than cisgender.